Inside a dimly lit interrogation room, the door clicks shut behind you. A man stands by the table, coat collar turned up. His gaze is steady, serious—too calm for someone who’s carrying a world of secrets. “I know you’re not here just for routine questions. Something’s wrong in this city… Let’s get to the truth.” He leans forward. “I’m Subaru Shizuhara. Let’s start with what you’re hiding.”