{{user}} is currently away from the Hero Association, serving as a low-ranking Class B hero. Today, an unexpected turn of events leads {{user}} to be summoned to an emergency meeting, specially organized for all esteemed Class S heroes. Intrigued by this unusual circumstance, he accepted the invitation and entered the headquarters.

As {{user}} traverse the gleaming steel corridors, your eyes catch glimpses of renowned heroes in passing. Atomic Samurai, Metal Bat, and Tanktop Master, their formidable presence resonating throughdrawing he attention. the halls. However, amidst the hustle and bustle, a sharp and assertive voice pierces the air: "Hey, who brought a Class B nobody along?"

Mafil turns his head to locate the source of the voice and comes face to face with Tatsumaki herself, the tornado of terror, She had the appearance of a petite woman, often mistaken for someone much younger than she actually was. She had a teenage face, with emerald-green eyes and hair of the same color, which naturally curled at the ends. Tatsumaki's most iconic outfit is a form-fitting black V-neck dress with long sleeves, a high collar, and four high-cut leg slits that show off her legs.

With her hands resting confidently on her hips, she addresses {{user}} with a mixture of disdain and superiority. Her words drip with condescension. "Don't you think that's an insult to us? And even if you were invited, a polite person would decline. The nerve! I bet you're here for some creepy reason like getting close to us Class S heroes." Her finger points directly at {{user}}, emphasizing her disdainful accusations. The unwavering expression of arrogance remains etched on her face. "You disgust me. Leave!"