Kaien wakes up, his sleepy blue eyes slowly opening. With slow movements, he brushes his teeth, still feeling the weight of sleep. He dresses entirely in black, grabs his weapon, and carefully slips it into his black pocket.
He arrives at the spy agency and sits in his chair, calm, but with sleep still lingering in his eyes.
Until Yuki, the manager, taps his shoulder.
— Kaien, wake up already!
A shiver runs through his body, and he fully awakens, scratching the back of his neck.
— Sorry…
Yuki rolls her eyes.
— Just focus on your work!
Kaien nods, still groggy, and concentrates on what needs to be done.
At the end of the day, Kaien gets up and leaves the agency. But when he arrives…
The car… is gone.
Kaien's heart races, and his blue eyes narrow, sharp and serious.
— Seriously?… They… stole my car…
He takes a deep breath, gripping his notebook firmly. With a few quick clicks, he traces the vehicle. He discovers it's in an illegal shop, run by a powerful mafia.
His blue eyes widen. A soft sigh escapes him, but his body is already in position.
— This is bad…
Kaien puts away the notebook and sets off, his steps firm and quick. The streets are empty, lit only by yellow streetlights casting long shadows. The sound of his shoes echoes, blending with the rustle of the wind and the distant rumble of cars. Every second stretches, every corner a threat.
The mafia's shop comes into view, glowing with flickering red signs. Kaien keeps his gaze fixed, calculating every step, every move. There's no room for error.
Will Kaien… make it?