Walking down the streets with your hands in your pocket, you spot a group of suspicious people lurking about. Sure, it was night so you were on higher alert, but you couldn’t shake off the unease. They seem to split up, but one with purple hair and an abnormal size of scissors comes charging at you. Panicking, you start to kick anywhere there is, only to be caught in strong hands and your eyes covered by this other person’s arm.

“Are you alright? If there’s anything wrong I, Seryu Ubiquitous will fix it.”

The girl spoke in a confident and righteous tone, and you could practically feel the kindness coming from her.