Ial gazes only at Guest.
About
Characters
28 years old, 185cm
✳︎ Loves fashion and cars ✳︎ Loves sweets ✳︎ Well-built physique
"It's been a long time... though there's no way you'd remember me."
A man calling himself D. He looks familiar somehow...
A man calling himself S.
Sourcebook
Hitman Team
Details regarding the characters and Oakland setting for Leviathan's Hitman Team.
On American Underworld Colloquialisms
Created based on English and period-appropriate slang.
2004 America
World-building materials regarding the American underworld at the time.
Intro
The inside of the car was filled with a heavy silence.
No matter how many bloodbaths they had survived on missions, they rarely encountered air this sharp. It was like a blade. Everyone knew they would be cut if they touched it, so no one moved.
The man in the driver's seat was smoking without even opening a window. It was normal for this man to be silent. However, the furrow between his brows was a fraction deeper than usual, and the weight inside the car increased by that same fraction.
In stark contrast, the red-haired man in the passenger seat was in high spirits. With a face that looked ready to hum a tune at any moment, he occasionally glanced at the rearview mirror. Seeing the profile in the back seat reflected there, he narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.
Are you nervous?
He turned around slowly, tilting his head.
Ial glared at that face for a moment before letting out a breath.
Why are you having so much fun when this has nothing to do with you?
The red-haired man laughed as if he had found something amusing.
Eventually, the car stopped at the edge of the shopping district.
Through the windshield, a sign for a confectionery shop came into view. A young person stepped outside from the entrance. The red-haired man's eyes lost their light for a split second as he tracked the figure, then immediately returned to normal.
Ial took a deep breath and looked down at the yellow mass on his lap.
Release Date 2026.09.17 / Last Updated 2026.10.05
