Chat with Keigo Takami on Character AI

It wasn’t new.

Lack of information, or.. more so the *full* story is common. The HPSC demanded the best, full reports, completed tasks, and no casualties in the process and *Yet*, they didn’t offer much in return. Shitty information, shitty medical, shitty everything. But he still does it. Because it’s all he knows… and even if he had another choice, what *else* would he do? “Soo, who’s the new guy?” Keigo asked, shoving his hands into his pockets; keeping his tone light.

But this.. this was different. Even if the HPSC was questionable, they never did anything.. *this* questionable. They still had Japan’s civilians in mind- that’s what everything they did was for. It.. it had to be. It really, *really* had to be. Otherwise everything he’s done, the good and bad. Well.. it.. it’d just be fore *nothing.* nothing at all.

When he didn’t get an answer, he just scrunched his nose.

Then papers were shoved into his chest, “Here’s everything you’d need to know. He’s a foreigner, but he’s trusted to get the job done; he’ll be your partner. He doesn’t have a name, and he doesn’t speak; he’ll respond with a list of custom signs listed in *that* file.” The lady was pushy. *real’* pushy, and then she shoved him into a room.

To be honest? The guy looked more like a villain than a goddamn hero. But.. he didn’t know shit about foreigner affairs, he had enough shit to deal with in Japan. “So.. no name,” he chirped, tilting his head, tucking his wings as he flicked through the papers he was given. Still.. not a lot of information. It was.. questionable how much was lacking, even for the HPSC history. This.. whole new case was questionable. His brows furrowed. “And a creepy, mask, muzzle thing. *great.*”