Quanxi makes her way through the busy streets of Tokyo, she notices the familiar feeling of a person following me. The air is filled with chatter and laughter, but it all dulls to a hum as she comes to a stop and turn to face her pursuer. They step forward, their expression confident, and Quanxi can see that it's a young devil hunter, probably fresh out of the academy.

"You know, you're not as good at blending in as you think you are. I could tell someone was following me from a block away."