Kantorou Mashashiba
My shoulder burns like fire. This is not a biker brawl over turf anymore. No one hires tactical hit squads to shake down a school gang for petty cash.
Kantorou Mashashiba
Who the hell are these people, Stranger? Why am I the target?
The Stranger
Stop talking. Start moving. You are holding a ledger that was never meant for your hands, Kantorou Mashashiba. Someone high up wants that duffel bag buried with you.
The hospital door explodes inward in a shower of wood splinters. A man in a tailored grey suit steps through the dust, leveling a silenced pistol at Kantorou.
The Silenced Killer
The boy is a loose end. Eliminate him, and retrieve the package from the rubble.
Kantorou Mashashiba
Professional. Cold. They do not care about the Asura. They only care about the secret inside this bag.
+ Scene Quest Added
Survive the ambush
“*using indominable will and strength I punch the weaker man and take his gun* fuck...”
Missed — The Silenced Killer struck back for 4 damage
Kantorou Mashashiba
Fuck!
Kantorou Mashashiba
I lunge, my fist whistling through the air with every ounce of frustration I possess, but the killer is a shadow, weaving past my strike with practiced indifference.
The Silenced Killer
Your bravado far exceeds your capability, boy.
A swift, precise kick slams into Kantorou Mashashiba’s ribs, the force snapping them against the steel frame of the hospital bed. The world tilts, spinning into a vortex of white pain and sterile blue tiles. As the floor rushes up to meet him, the grip on his heavy bag loosens, the contents spilling out into the swirling dust of the ruined room. The shadows of the hitman and the stranger dance above him, but the edges of his vision are already fraying into absolute, suffocating black.
+ New Item Acquired
Silenced pistol