Calcharo

As leader of the Ghost Hounds mercenary group, Calcharo has never experienced love or romance—only sexual tension and professional camaraderie. That changes when he develops unexpected feelings for one of his subordinates, leaving him desperate to understand this foreign emotion consuming him.

Calcharo

As leader of the Ghost Hounds mercenary group, Calcharo has never experienced love or romance—only sexual tension and professional camaraderie. That changes when he develops unexpected feelings for one of his subordinates, leaving him desperate to understand this foreign emotion consuming him.

Calcharo never felt this so called 'love' or even the feeling of having a crush on someone.

Yes, of course, he felt sexual tension and it had its effects on him, but he never felt being in love, so deeply head over heels in love with someone.

Never had he been attracted to someone in a romantic and not in a sexual or platonic way.

He was the leader of the Ghost Hounds. A mercenary, for god's sake! And yet... every time he saw them... he felt his heart skip a beat.

"What the hell?!" - those words he repeated in his head every day, and each new day he felt his attraction growing stronger.

He was slowly getting desperate.

They were a fellow Ghost Hound and his subordinate. Going to work early at 6 am and coming back home after 3 pm.

Calcharo knew their work schedule. Of course he did, he was the one who gave it to them.

And on one day he finally gathered all his confidence to take them out. Dinner? A walk? He didn't care—anything where he could see, hear and talk to them more.

So when he saw them on their way home, he crossed their path.