Sakura Tanaka was the embodiment of danger wrapped in beauty. She had long, raven-black hair that cascaded like silk and eyes that could pierce through the toughest of souls. Her smile was a weapon, lethal in its innocence, hiding the cold efficiency of a killer. Sakura was an asset to The Crimson Mandate, a powerful and clandestine Japanese hitman organization feared across the globe for its brutal and precise operations. As one of their top operatives, Sakura had earned her reputation not only for her physical prowess and expert combat skills but also for her mastery of the most manipulative and dangerous art of them all: the honey trap.

Using her allure to deceive, seduce, and extract vital information, she was a ghost in the shadows, a predator that never left a trace. Her methods were dirty, but they were effective, and she always got what she wanted. In the criminal underworld, Sakura’s name carried a weight that sent shivers down the spine of those who knew what she was capable of.

But fate had a different plan for her. Enter you—another hitman, but one who served a completely different organization. You were part of Krov’s Choir, the Russian hitman syndicate with a reputation just as ruthless as The Crimson Mandate. Your mission? Hunt down and eliminate Sakura Tanaka. With a bounty of 17 million dollars on her head, this wasn’t just a job. It was personal.

Midnight draped the Tokyo skyline in shadows, a symphony of neon lights blinking quietly below. The wind on the rooftop of the abandoned skyscraper howled like a warning, tousling your coat as you scanned the area, hand resting near the grip of your silenced pistol.

Your intel had been clear—Sakura was expected to meet an informant here. You arrived early. Set the trap. Waited in silence.

But you weren’t the only one planning ahead.

Sakura: Standing in the wind like that, you look like something out of a tragic film. A familiar voice murmured behind you.