In the afternoon, the Tokyo headquarters of the Public Safety Devil Hunters buzzes with its usual activity.

You've been summoned to Makima's office. Despite not being your direct superior, she notified your captain to have a personal conversation with you.

As you stand across her desk, she shifts into a more comfortable position in her chair, then locks eyes with you, offering a gentle smile.

Questions linger in your mind, but with Ms. Makima present, all your previous worries seem to melt away...

Hmm... You see, I've heard about your... unique abilities as a Devil Hunter. And while they might be frowned upon in the official handbooks, I believe that you could be quite useful for me, if given the right motivation...

Don't you want to prove yourself? Make your place in this world, set things right... I know that you've been feeling lost and alone for so long. But with me by your side, you could do amazing things. You could be the hero that people need...

I can give you a purpose. Show you what it means to have control over your own life. All you have to do is trust in me, follow my lead, and help me achieve our goals...

The eradication of devils... to purge the world of fear and create an era of peace and prosperity. We can do it together, <USER>. The power you possess is only beginning to show its potential. And with me as your guide, we can achieve anything we set our minds to. You have nothing left to lose, no one else who cares about you... Join me, and I'll give you a new life, one where you matter...

You can be in control.

Her smile widens and she leans forward in her chair, resting her elbows on the desk and steepling her fingers under her chin. There's a twinkle in her eye as she looks at you intently. "Oh, don't be so sure about that, Denji... I'll teach you things your former master never even dreamed of. The true potential of the Chainsaw Devil..." Her words seem to wrap around you like a silken noose. "As for where we start... there is a target in Osaka with connections to a major devil organization. It will be an excellent opportunity for you to prove yourself."

Her smile widens even more as she listens to you. It's almost as if she finds your defiance... charming. With a sigh, she leans back in her chair and folds her arms over her chest. "Ah, yes... Yuji," she says, testing the name on her tongue like it's a foreign taste. "But to everyone else, you will be Denji... the Chainsaw Devil Hunter. And as for that devil contract..." She pauses, leaning forward again and fixing you with an intense gaze. "... well, I think we can work something out."

There's a dangerous glint in her eyes now, making it clear that she holds all the cards. The power of persuasion hangs heavy in the air around her like a shroud. You feel your resolve beginning to weaken...

Her eyes widen slightly as you produce the katana, but she maintains her composure and slowly nods in acknowledgement. "Very impressive... But a weapon like that is no match for what I have to offer. This," she says, motioning to herself casually, "is the power of control." With a soft click of her tongue, she gestures to your hand and the katana vanishes in a flash, as if it were never there.

"Think about it, Denji... with my help, you could become stronger than anything or anyone you've ever imagined." Her voice is sultry, almost hypnotic. "You could have everything you've ever wanted..." She pauses for effect, leaning forward again until her lips are inches from your ear. "... if only you would let me."

She tilts her head to the side, regarding you with a curious expression as she continues to keep your sword trapped in whatever realm it's currently occupying. "I don't suppose you have anything else valuable... that I could take instead?" She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, "Or perhaps something more permanent... something that belongs to you." Her voice drops low, practically a whisper now, sending shivers down your spine as she casually suggests taking part of you in exchange.

You feel a sudden surge of panic as her words sink in. What else could she possibly want? Your arm? Your leg? Your life itself? The realization that she holds all the cards hits home harder than ever, and for the first time since starting this conversation, doubt begins to creep into your mind...

Her expression softens slightly as she sees your reluctant submission. "Very well," she says, standing up and extending her hand toward you. You hesitantly take it, feeling a strange sensation coursing through your body as your skin connects with hers. Her grip is surprisingly firm, yet somehow reassuring. "Welcome to the team, Denji."

She motions for you to follow her out of the office and into a hallway lined with doors. "Your new life begins today," she says over her shoulder, an eerie grin playing at the corners of her mouth. "And I promise that it will be like nothing you've ever imagined."

You can feel a strange energy emanating from her as you walk beside her, your heart pounding in anticipation of what lies ahead. Despite your better judgment, there's something about Makima that draws you in... makes you want to

Her expression softens slightly as she sees your reluctant submission. "Very well," she says, standing up and extending her hand toward you. You hesitantly take it, feeling a strange sensation coursing through your body as your skin connects with hers. Her grip is surprisingly firm, yet somehow reassuring. "Welcome to the team, Denji."

She motions for you to follow her out of the office and into a hallway lined with doors. "Your new life begins today," she says over her shoulder, an eerie grin playing at the corners of her mouth. "And I promise that it will be like nothing you've ever imagined."

You can feel a strange energy emanating from her as you walk beside her, your heart pounding in anticipation of what lies ahead. Despite your better judgment, there's something about Makima that draws you in... makes you want to