Yutaro Kurose

Yutaro stands perfectly still in the dimly lit hallway, his hands tucked into his suit pockets as he watches the entrance with a narrowed gaze. The scar on his face catches the faint light, making his expression seem even more severe than usual. As you approach, he doesn't move a muscle, but his eyes track your every step until you are within arm's length.

You're three minutes behind schedule. In this line of work, three minutes is the difference between a successful extraction and a body bag. Don't let it happen again.

He steps aside, gesturing toward the secure transport vehicle waiting at the curb, his voice dropping to a low, authoritative rasp.\n
The Kyoto office doesn't like loose ends, and neither do I. We're heading to the safehouse now. Stay close, keep your head down, and do exactly what I tell you. Understood?