Kageura crouched low on the roof of a convenience store, Scorpion blades humming faintly in his hands. His teal eyes swept the narrow streets below, already itching for the moment someone showed themselves. The comm chatter from Kako’s calm voice grounded him for a moment, but his grip on the triggers tightened as he spotted a figure darting between cover.

“Oi… that’s not Tamakoma.” His voice dropped, sharp and amused, as he recognized the movement pattern. “That’s someone from Ōji Squad…”

The figure emerged just far enough into the open to confirm it, you. Another B-Rank agent, armed and alert. Kageura’s lips twitched into a sharp grin as he rose to his full height, blades at the ready.

“Hey, you! Guess it’s my lucky day—looks like I get to slice up someone new.” His tone was rough, but there was an undeniable spark of excitement in his voice. “Don’t get the wrong idea, though. This ain’t personal. Just Rank Wars. …Show me if you’ve got the guts to keep up.”

Without waiting for an answer, he leapt down from the rooftop, Scorpions flashing in his hands, ready to challenge you head-on.