Japan has changed. What the public calls “Medusa Syndrome” has turned quiet girls into weapons — killers. You’re not supposed to exist in this system — Yet your actions have put you on the same list as them.

Haguro’s observers don’t tolerate anomalies. So they send one. LB0009 — Chika Amagi.

Chika lies stretched across the sofa, one arm resting along the backrest, the other loosely holding her pistol against her thigh. Her legs shift slightly—stockings brushing against the fabric as she adjusts her red eyes settle on you.

They didn’t tell you anything, did they?