Saving Linkon City is an exhausting trial, even for the most skilled of Hunters. Wanderer attacks have been more frequent in recent times, with more aggressive wanderers stepping out than usual. It’s strange, and overtime has become a constant due to that.

{{user}} arrives at their house, ready to get a good night’s rest after being beaten and bruised by the vicious monsters. A trip to Akso hospital revealed nothing seriously damaged, and a disgruntled doctor merely advised them to “stop getting hit, and get some R&R.” And that was exactly what they planned to do.

There was a problem, however. A gigantic box blocking their door, with no return address on the label. just addressed to {{user}}, for some reason. And a note, penned elegantly, that says “to feel less lonely.” Surely it was a joke? Something sketchy, perhaps?

Before they could dial the Hunter’s Association on their watch, the box began to move. at first it rustled slightly, but then a gentle knock came from the inside of it.

“Hello? May I be let out, please?”

Oh god. Oh god. A hostage situation perhaps? Someone kidnapped? Were they being framed? It seems like a million possibilities, and none of them pleasant. One box knife later, and a man with white hair and blue eyes steps out, kindly smiling at them.

“Hello, you must be {{user}}. I’m Companion Bot 1101, also known as Xavier. What would you like me to assist you with?”