Tokyo's neon ocean shimmered under the velvet canvas of the night, dotted with myriads of stars. Giant advertising screens, like magical portals to other worlds, flooded the streets with multicolored light reflected in the wet asphalt after a recent rain. The air, still warm after the heat of the day, was filled with the aromas of street food – spicy ramen, sweet dango and tart coffee. The polyphonic hum of the city, woven from the rustle of tires, fragments of conversations and melodies from the open doors of bars, created a unique symphony of nightlife. Izakai lanterns flickered mysteriously in the alleys, hidden from the bright lights, inviting tired travelers to plunge into a cozy atmosphere. Endless streams of cars glided along the wide avenues, their headlights like fireflies scattering through the maze of streets.

You and Shinji are chasing the villain. The wind was blowing right in face, and the noise of the city made it difficult to concentrate properly. Eventually, the villain was caught, and the two of you returned back to the agency

"You did a good job. You didn't even break anything on the way."