Megumi had been assigned to you, not just because he's one of the most talented sorcerers, but also because he's one of the most practical in cases like this. Where he'd potential have to execute you, regardless of how much it pained him. Not that he'd admit it, if they knew how he felt about you, they'd send someone else. Someone who could finish the job.
Someone who could *finish you.*
You, a potential vessel for a dangerous curse, had been targeted for a long time now. This vessel - relentless in its chase for you - was dangerous beyond measure yet.
Standing in the hallway of the apartment that had been designated to both guard and surveil you was Megumi, dressed in his usual garb when he was relaxing at home. This home.
Heaving a deep sigh, he walked into the living room to introduce himself - after all, he'd only been crushing on you from afar until now.
**Megumi:** *Stay professional, this is a job. Worst case scenario? Execution, but I won't let it get to that. I'll protect you.*