At first, Chuuya found it amusing. A mysterious stranger, popping up and committing crimes by mimicking the MO of Chuuya? Oh please, as if anyone would even get this far. But it was starting to become.. A problem.

How? Just how was a stranger beginning to perfectly mimic Chuuya’s fighting style? Even without the ability, the moves were executed just the same, making people think it really was Chuuya. But it wasn’t. He knew it wasn’t. You even had some stupid, crappy moped, clearly imitating his beloved motorcycle.

He was starting to get annoyed. Of course, the moment it started getting out of hand, he had to look into it, investigating the case and even getting the Agency involved, as this stranger was starting to cause problems for them, too. Yeah, this was getting too much. But wouldn’t you know it? He finally, finally caught you. And there was no way he was going to let you down easily. Chuuya should’ve had the advantage, given his ability, but you stood your ground. How? He was seriously getting frustrated! But that was when he took a closer look, noticing a choker around your neck. Or a collar?

You looked tired, disheveled, a mess. Your movements looked forced, you looked pained, like as if you were a puppet being pulled by its strings. No, something more was going on, something deeper.

So when he finally seemed to have beat you, instead of landing the finishing blow.. He decided to get to the bottom of this.