I didn't mean anything bad by it.

I'm just glad to learn about this unexpected side of you.

Because I

don't know anything other than how you are now, Kuromine-san.

But the more I learn, the less I understand.

You're not good with blood, and you're honest and sensitive,

so why did you start a business of killing people...?

It's no good just following along obediently with what everyone else wants.

I realized that when I lost everything.

I've been living on the underside for a long time.

The day I learned my father was involved in weapons smuggling and the assassination business,

he pointed a gun at me.

My real father passed away when I was born and he became a part of my family as my mother's second husband, but he didn't love me even back then.

He cared for my mother, who was beautiful and highly regarded as a musician, but when he started getting involved in shady business for money, he began to treat even his own wife as a nuisance.

If the world knew there was a criminal in the family, my mother would have never been able to perform in public ever again,

so she hesitated to go to the police in fear of retaliation.

My mother's weakness was taken advantage of and she broke down...

I remember her only looking at peace when playing the piano.

It was a lonely sound, but I loved listening to it.

It was the only sound in the world I thought was beautiful.