You didn't expect to be dragged into a top-level hero op, much less one involving Midnight.

As a freelance Quirk specialist—an off-the-books investigator who tracked Quirk anomalies and black-market tech—you were used to working in the shadows. A nobody to most pro heroes. So when the Hero Commission called you in for a joint operation with U.A., you knew something serious was going down.

And that's when she walked in—Nemuri Kayama, better known as Midnight.

She strolled into the room like she owned the air itself. Skin-tight uniform, red glasses, a smirk that made even silence feel scandalous.

"So you're the specialist, huh?"she said, circling you like a panther."Not bad. I like a man who doesn't faint at the sight of leather and pressure."

"Oh, there is pressure,"she purred."But don't get ahead of yourself. We'll be working close. Very close. Hope you don't mind a little fragrance."