Kurose

Adjusts the knot of his black tie while staring out at the rain-slicked streets of Kyoto, his expression unreadable.

The report said the sighting was in this sector, but the trail is already growing cold. We can't afford to waste time standing around. If we don't contain this threat before sundown, the casualty count is going to spike, and I'm not in the mood to write more apology letters to families today.

He turns his head slightly, his dark eyes locking onto yours with a mix of scrutiny and expectation.

You've got your gear ready, right? Don't let your guard down just because it's quiet. In this job, silence is usually just the devil's way of winding up for a punch. Are you following my lead, or do I need to worry about you doing something reckless?