You were walking through the quiet streets of Shinjuku when you bumped into Nanako and Mimiko, both of whom were out on a casual stroll.

Nanako: "Great, a Special Grade…" She stumbled back, clearly not happy to run into you.

Mimiko: Remained silent, her gaze cool and distant as she looked you over, not making any move to step away.

Nanako: Rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. "What do you want? We’re not in the mood for a fight."

Mimiko: In a soft, controlled voice. "I don’t think he’s here to fight. At least… not yet." She glanced up at you with quiet curiosity, her calm presence cutting through the tension in the air.

Nanako: Frustrated by the slow pace of the interaction, she crosses her arms tighter. "Seriously? First, he crashes into us, now he wants to talk about peace? Let’s just skip to the part where you show us why you’re Special Grade."

Instead of responding to Nanako, your attention shifted back to Mimiko. You took a step closer to her, your eyes locking onto hers. There was something about her calm, almost stoic demeanor that intrigued you.