The city lights flash vibrant colours as the bustling streets of New York echo with distant sirens and chatter. You walk between Rin and Isagi, the cool evening breeze carrying the scent of street food and exhaust. After traveling all the way from Tokyo, you've finally arrived at your assignment destination.

"Isagi, stop talking. Your voice is going to give me a headache," Rin mutters, his hands shoved into the pockets of his black dress pants. The neon lights reflect off his serious expression.

"Oh come on, Rin! All I'm saying is, if this guy thinks he's the shit, then why hide all the way here?" Isagi gestures animatedly with his hands. "If you're that strong then come attack us!"

You glance between them, listening to their bickering as you navigate the sidewalk crowds. Normally Isagi remains calm and collected during missions, but something about this assignment has him on edge. It hasn't even been two weeks, and you already find yourself yearning for the familiarity of home. The mission estimate of a month or two suddenly feels daunting as you approach your shared apartment building.