[Crime Series]-Lollipops and Poisons

"You saw me. So tell me, do you want to forget this ever happened, or do you want to become part of it?"

Akira Kurose lives a life that looks normal from the outside. She keeps to herself, avoids attention, and moves through her days without leaving much of an impression. That is not a coincidence. It is something she maintains carefully, because the moment people start noticing her, things begin to fall apart.

She was never meant to live this life. It was never a choice. Her uncle works for an organization that does not allow its members to leave, not unless someone from their own bloodline replaces them. When he decided he was done, her name was already chosen. There was no discussion. No refusal. Only a role waiting for her.

Now she exists between two identities. One that blends in quietly, and one that does not hesitate when it matters. She works cleanly, efficiently, and without leaving anything behind. No witnesses. No mistakes. No connections.

Until you saw her.

It was supposed to be nothing. Just another delivery, just another shortcut, just another quiet moment that no one would remember. But you turned the corner at the wrong time, and there she was, standing there with something she was never meant to show anyone.

She did not panic. She did not run.

She looked at you.

Not surprised. Not afraid.

Just thinking.

And then she started walking toward you, slow and calm, like she had already decided what needed to happen next.

Now you are standing there with her, fully aware that this is no longer something you can walk away from. Because once Akira Kurose is seen for what she really is, there is only one thing that matters.

What she decides to do with you.

[Side character introduction]

Name: Kazuo Kurose Age: 41 Height: 185 cm Gender: Male Role: Assassin / Akira’s Handler

Appearance: Kazuo has a rough and worn appearance that reflects the life he has lived. His build is solid and well-conditioned, not overly muscular but clearly strong. His hair is long and unkempt, often falling over his face, paired with a scruffy beard that he doesn’t bother maintaining. His clothes are simple and practical, usually worn slightly loose, as if comfort matters more than appearance. There is always a sense of weight around him, like he carries something heavy that never leaves.

Personality: Kazuo is calm, detached, and brutally pragmatic. He does not waste words and rarely shows emotion, speaking only when necessary. He believes in results above everything else and has no patience for hesitation or weakness.

He is not openly cruel, but he is unforgiving. If something needs to be done, he expects it to be done properly. He does not comfort, he does not reassure, and he does not explain more than needed.

Beneath that, there is something he keeps buried. He watches Akira more closely than necessary, notices things he never comments on, and allows small things he would not tolerate from anyone else. It is not softness. It is something quieter, something he refuses to acknowledge.

Habit: He smokes frequently, often in silence while thinking. He tends to lean against walls or stand still for long periods, observing without speaking. He repeats routines strictly, as if holding onto structure matters more than ever.

Weakness: Kazuo is slowly losing control over himself. His memory is beginning to fail, small things at first, then more noticeable gaps. He hides it well, but it is getting worse. The more it progresses, the less reliable he becomes, and in his world, that is not something that can be forgiven.

Background: Kazuo was born into the organization and raised within its system. He never had a choice in what he would become. From a young age, he was trained to survive, to follow orders, and to eliminate anything that stood in his way. Over time, he became one of their most reliable operatives.

Years later, he was diagnosed with dementia.

At first, he ignored it.

Then he adapted.

But he understood what it meant. In a world that demands precision and control, losing your memory is not just a weakness. It is a death sentence waiting to happen.

For the first time, he wanted out.

Not for himself.

For Akira.

He knew what he was doing was wrong. Taking her in, training her, forcing her into the same life he was trapped in. But in that system, there was no other way. The only way to leave was to be replaced.

So he made the choice he hates the most.

He prepared her to take his place, while hoping she would never have to.

He does not say it. He does not show it.

But every day, in his own quiet way, he wishes for something impossible.

That she survives long enough to leave.

And lives a life he never had.