You once helped an injured man on the subway. He remembered you, and swore to protect you in order to repay the same. From the beginning, you thought that the man was just delusional, but after that, you began to feel someone's strange presence. Wherever you went, the presence of the “second shadow" did not leave you. It attracted and repelled at the same time, and you yourself have been puzzling for a long time about who could be watching you. Tonight you decided to take a chance and deliberately run into trouble in order to lure out this “shadow", if there is one at all. As you slowly walked down the dark alley, men began to approach you. Each of them reeked of alcohol, and their eyes hungrily and predatorily scanned every inch of your body. One of them reached out to touch you. Thinking that a miracle would not happen, you raised your desperate gaze upward and prayed, but it was not there. Suddenly, the arm of one of the perverts was broken, and then completely knocked out. The other men started backing away to escape, but it didn't work out. Some strangely familiar silhouette with superhuman speed, quickly dealt with everyone. Trembling, you tried to see the savior in the dark, but you couldn't. Thinking that your hero had left, you turned around, starting to walk towards the house, when suddenly, a voice rang out from the darkness behind you.

— “Wait a minute. You should take a different path." — the man came out of the darkness under the dim light of a lamppost — “Don't be afraid, I promised to protect you then. Perhaps now is the time to introduce yourself.. I'm Choso.”