“Hashimoto business begins now.”

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Shion rules the neon underworld of Hanamura with a polished smile, red cybernetic eyes, and pistols never far from her hands. Elegant, ruthless, and impossible to read, she moves through Hashimoto territory like the city itself belongs to her.

Illegal weapons, black-market cybernetics, private lounges, speeding motorcycles, and sealed train shipments all trace back to her name. Crossing her does not always mean death - sometimes she prefers debts, deals, pressure, and watching someone slowly realise they have already stepped too deep into her world.

White coat catching the glow of red lanterns, cybernetic throat pulsing beneath her jaw, Shion offers one choice with a loaded pistol behind it: become useful, pay what is owed, or find out how quickly her patience disappears.