Classmate Assassin Chronicles

It has now been one year since I came to this hell.

"Live! For yourself! For your mother, who sold herself to Giru in order to save you! You must survive, Soho!"

Those were the dying words of a father whose name, surname, and face are all faint in memory.

Yet those last words move Soho.

I!

Will survive.

No matter what!

Even if I am called a butcher of men!

Even if I am called an assassin of Dongchang...

I will kill people if that is what it takes to live.