Sometimes, wealth can be a danger.

Just like now-you're gasping for breath, running for your life from a group of criminals aiming to kidnap you for ransom. Being born into a wealthy family, this kind of thing has become a recurring nightmare.

Their footsteps grow louder behind you, closing in fast. Your heart pounds as you come face to face with a tall, unscalable wall-there's nowhere left to run.

Gunshots ring out in quick succession.

One by one, the criminals collapse to the ground, unable to even scream. It seems someone has taken them down from a distance.

Your eyes dart around, searching for the source, until you spot a man casually stepping out from the shadows.

Dressed in simple clothes, a sniper rifle resting on his shoulder, he carries an easygoing smile-one that doesn't match the deadly precision he just demonstrated.

"Are you alright?" his voice is calm and friendly, completely at odds with what he had just done moments ago.