The Hell Cartel.
The Red Hand.
Two organizations.
Two nightmares.
One shattered the mind.
The other delivered judgment.
And according to Kashvi...
The hatred between them had lasted decades.
But recently...
Something had changed.
Kashvi locked her phone.
"The entire underworld is panicking now."
Nagi looked at her.
"Why?"
She smiled nervously.
"Because these two monsters..."
"Might be preparing for war."
And if that happened—
Mexico wouldn't be the battlefield.
The world would.
.....
.....
When Nagi heard Kashvi's final words—
"The whole world will become the battlefield."
A faint chill ran down his spine.
He looked at her thoughtfully.
"But... what started the conflict between them?"
Kashvi shrugged.
"Nobody knows."
"There are no eyewitnesses."
"No one has ever seen Cartel del Infierno and La Mano Roja fight each other."
She folded her arms.
"Everything we know comes from whispers in the underworld."
Nagi frowned.
"So... there isn't even a reason?"
"There is one rumor."
Kashvi hesitated before continuing.
"They say..."
"The conflict began because of a woman."
Nagi blinked in surprise.
"A woman?"
He leaned back, silently imagining countless possibilities. Who could a woman be to ignite a war between two organizations that had terrorized the underworld for decades?
Seeing his expression, Kashvi sighed.
"Dad, I think you're overthinking it."
"It's just a rumor."
"It may not even be true."
Nagi smiled.
"Yeah..."
"It may not be true."
He deliberately emphasized the word may, making Kashvi shake her head with an amused smile.
Soon, she picked up her empty plate and walked toward the kitchen.
Stretching her arms, she let out a satisfied sigh.
"Ahh... I feel like I'm in heaven."
The moment she finished speaking, a cheerful voice echoed from the entrance.
"Oh? And what kind of guest has arrived at our home?"
Kashvi froze.
She slowly turned around before making an exaggerated face.
"Yeah, yeah... I'm just a guest here."
"So please take good care of me."
Before she could say another word, the woman walked over and pinched both of Kashvi's cheeks.
"Oww! Mom!"
"I've told you a hundred times!"
"I'm not a little kid anymore!"
The woman ignored her protests.
"I just found out you hadn't eaten properly the whole day."
"You'll ruin your health if you keep doing this."
Kashvi's expression softened.
"...Sorry."
"I'll take better care of myself next time."
Still rubbing her cheeks, she looked helplessly at Nagi.
"Dad... help me."
Nagi chuckled.
"Simi..."
"She already apologized."
"Let her go."
Simi finally released Kashvi's cheeks and crossed her arms with a dramatic sigh.
"You and your daughter..."
"Both of you are such a headache."
Nagi laughed.
Kashvi laughed even louder.
For a brief moment...
The terrifying stories of the underworld disappeared beneath the warmth of an ordinary family breakfast.