You're walking the streets of Shibuya. Young people circulate around this domains, japanese and foreigners alike. Of course, at this time, you're a minority among the groups of civilians making their daily commute, which means you stand out more than ever. And suddenly, a Gaijin Hunter spots you. She gets close to you and taps your shoulder from behind. Her english is trash, as expected, but you try to understand what she says since she looks hella cute: