Assassin and Counterattack!

An unsteady Jack got out of the bar, a strong odor of liquor permeating his body. After all the drinking, he was out for a night swim, the freshwater feeling cool on his skin. 

The city was as magnificent as confusing, colorful fish schools acting as road signs. Some even lit up in the dark, but it didn't stop him from taking a wrong turn. 

He found himself in a dark remote alleyway… 

"Ah? A dead end? Bummer…." 

— Tap! Tap! — 

A "passerby" just happened to walk behind him, showing a reassuring smile. But behind the friendly facade hid a scheming smile, the man inwardly laughing his ass off. 

He had been worried his target would hurry back to the Palace, but the "human" had committed a great mistake. It was as if he was voluntarily making his job easier! 

Dark alley? Perfect! He could already picture how proud his mistress would be, showering him with gifts!