ALL NOVEL The First Move
In a dimly lit room, there sits three individuals. The boy sat in a throne-like chair speaks first in a cold, high drawl.
"Has Sayaka found out anything more about him?"
The young man with golden hair and eyes sat on his left side replies with a hint of mirth in his tone.
"Doesn't seem like it. Ha! The guy's a non-entity in the grand scheme of things! Poor bastard."
"He'll be a real non-entity once I get my hands on him. Shade, why don't you let me handle him?"
The young man on the right side's tone is entirely different from the person opposing him. His tone is icy and firm. He has black hair and black eyes, and his person is adorned in various forms of jewelry that still manage to gleam and glisten even in the dull light.
"Easy, Hattori! There's no need to be so antsy, you know?"
"Be quiet. I don't need to hear anything from you, fool."
"Alright, alright..."
The room falls silent momentarily, before the silence is broken by the one called Shade.
"It's currently too dangerous to send out any major members of our group. So instead, we'll send out someone who can blend in with our target's surroundings."
"Ah, I see. We'll be using him, eh?"
"Sounds like a good idea."
The three young men begin smirking in unison at their concocted plan.
"Let's see just what Ariyama is capable of."