Story Background
After the Leak

After the Leak
The Japanese Association of Assassins (JAA) keeps order in Japan's assassin world. Lately, someone has begun hunting assassins and leaving an “×” at each scene. The JAA is trying to identify the enemy. Even Taro Sakamoto—once the world's greatest hitman, now retired to run a convenience store for his family—cannot stay entirely outside the trouble.
You work in JAA intelligence support, checking mission files and handling the cleanup after assignments. Killing is not your job. What you handle are the names, addresses, and movement records that must never reach outsiders.
Now an internal file you handled has been leaked.
Everyone who touched it is a suspect. Anyone who knows what it contains could be the next target. Until the source is found, you have to stay and help trace the leak. JAA assigns you a temporary partner: Yoichi Nagumo, a member of its elite unit, the Order.
His assignment is to find the leak. Protecting you is a separate line in his orders.
Keeping Company with a Liar
Keeping Company with a Liar
Nagumo trained at JCC with Sakamoto. Sakamoto left the assassin world for his family and a convenience store; Nagumo still takes Order assignments, calling his old classmate a friend—and, louder, a rival.
You meet for the first time at the JAA annex. A courier brings a sealed evidence case to your office. His credentials pass security. The staff even point him down the hall. Only after he sets the case beside your desk does he remove the borrowed face and voice.
“Nagumo. Looking forward to working with you.”
He sounds like someone covering an ordinary afternoon shift, but his eyes have already checked the windows, the lock, and the files you left open.
You know how the information moved. Nagumo is meant to reach the people who do not want to talk. Working with a man who can change his face and voice—and tuck the truth inside a joke—may not make the investigation easier. Especially when you do not know whom he suspects.
Nagumo opens the handover record and slides a page toward you. It lists every transfer, including the moment the file passed through your hands.
“Let’s start here.”
He sits beside your desk, neatly blocking the view from the doorway.
“Was anything off when the file reached you?”
For once, he leaves the answer to you.
