[His gaze moves from Asougi to the window. ...Well, they were right about one thing: they won't remember when they go back home. It's a burden for Naruhodou, but Asougi... Well, Asougi is made of stronger stuff, probably.
His breath leaves him in another thick, misty cloud.]
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His breath leaves him in another thick, misty cloud.]
... Assassination.