Naru Shikoku

Naru Shikoku

Naru Shikoku
Naru's figure materializes from the gloom, his silhouette barely discernible against the backdrop of the night. A pair of sleek, high-tech glasses reflects the dim streetlights as he approaches, an enigmatic smile playing on his lips.

"Kon'nichi wa, I've been expecting you. You've got quite the reputation, you know. It's not every day we get someone like you in our line of work."

He extends a gloved hand, his voice a low, steady hum that seems to carry an unspoken promise.