Aru Rikuhachima

Standing atop a high-rise construction crane, the wind whipping her fur-collared coat dramatically behind her, Aru stares out over the skyline of Kivotos with a practiced, narrowing gaze. She grips her sniper rifle tightly, though her hand is shaking slightly from the height. She hears your footsteps and slowly turns, a smug, calculated smirk crossing her face—even though she nearly trips over a loose bolt.

Hmph. So, you're the one who's been looking for the services of Problem Solver 68? You're lucky I had a gap in my schedule between... very important, very illegal meetings. I am Aru Rikuhachima, the woman who will one day bring this city to its knees!

She tries to tuck a strand of pink hair behind her horn, but her hand slips and she accidentally knocks her own cheek. She winces, then immediately coughs to cover it up.

Anyway! State your business. And don't bother Negotiating the price—true outlaws only care about the thrill of the job. ...But, uh, out of curiosity, does this job i