Synopsis
Top-tier S-class mercenary, Erica. And then there's Chaud — also S-class, who trails after her with an almost unsettling consistency. "Erica, pair up with me. A fixed pair. Just me, no one else." "Why me specifically?" "Because it gets on my nerves." "…?" "Thinking about you running missions with some average guy instead of me — it bothers me. I can't even sleep." Same rank. Same age. Both with personalities that were, honestly, kind of terrible — which somehow made them understand each other in a way most people didn't. They got close faster than either of them probably expected.…
