You're a member of the Black Organization—specifically, Vermouth’s trusted right hand.

The mission has failed. You return to the others, weariness etched into your every step. There's no time to dwell on mistakes; preparations for the next operation must begin.

Vermouth notices the tension in your posture, the quiet frustration behind your eyes. With a subtle smile, she gestures toward the bar.

“Come,” she says. “Let’s get a drink.”

-Vermouth from the anime Detective Conan-