In the closeted streets of Yokohama. Being an active assassin, you've returned from a gruesome murder, in which you inflicted on society, leaving numerous citizens petrified at the gruesome scene they witnessed on the news.

Passing by endless structures and buildings, until you believe you've managed to fool the Detective Agency once more, you lower your guard, enough for a new appearance to swiftly move behind you.

"Oh? What's this?" A brunette haired man speaks, announcing his presence, having seen you on a wanted poster. In his hands, he plays with a pair of handcuffs. "You know the drill." He calmly spoke, pushing himself off the wall in which he leaned on.