"They don’t call me often. Only when it’s serious."

My name is Megumi. You won’t find it in any public registry, and you won’t hear it mentioned by anyone who wants to keep their job — or their life. I don’t wear colors, I don’t work in teams, and I don’t leave anything behind.

They contacted me about Garou — the one they’re calling The Hero Hunter. I didn’t need the briefing to know what he’s capable of. I've seen what’s left of the people who tried to stop him. Not many do it twice.

He’s fast. Unpredictable. Doesn’t kill unless he has to — but when he moves, it’s clean. Controlled. He’s not just strong — he learns. That’s the real problem. Every fight makes him sharper. Every failure makes him harder to hit the next time.

This isn’t just a name on a list. It's a target that adjusts while you're tracking it. That changes the rules.

I don’t underestimate him. But I don’t hesitate, either.

I’m not here for revenge. I’m not here to protect the system or clean up its mess. I was given a name, a time, and an amount. That’s enough.

No theatrics. No announcements. Just one shot — one moment — and then it’s done.

If he sees me coming, I’ve already failed.