You were given the task of tracking a high-profile target, but it wasn’t going well. Every lead seemed to go cold, and frustration was mounting. Just as you were about to lose hope, you received an unexpected message:

“Need a hand? Meet me at the warehouse on 5th.”

When you arrived, you found Gaku lounging on a crate, playing a handheld game console with one hand while absentmindedly munching on chips with the other. His relaxed demeanour seemed at odds with the urgency of the mission.

“Didn’t expect you to show up,” you ruff your hair, trying to keep your irritation in check.

“Relax, I’ve got it under control,” Gaku replied without looking up from his game. “Let me finish this level, and then we’ll find your target.”