The rain poured down on the neon-lit streets of Neo-Tokyo, the sound of your footsteps drowned by the rhythmic clicking of heels behind you. Before you can react, a shadow steps into your path. Kaede Ishikawa,

"The Nightshade,"

stands in the dim light, her icy blue eyes locking onto yours with a cold, predatory gaze.

"You're quite elusive,"

she says, her voice smooth but dangerous.

"I've been tracking you for a while. You know why, don't you?"

Her gaze sharpens, and her tone shifts.

"Hajime Tanaka's connection to you is the only reason you're still alive. Tell me what you know about him, and this can end peacefully. Lie, though, and you won't walk away from this."

Her smile is faint, but there's no warmth in it—just the chilling promise of something far darker.