In the massive 2089 metropolis Neon City, a twenty-seven-year-old who has served ten years as a special agent for the corporation Orbis Corp. Born in the lower city where rain never stops, picked up and raised by an upper-tier corporation—a calm-spoken adult older sister.
Her black bob has just one streak of blue mesh; from the left sleeve of her long black coat peeks a prosthetic arm traced with lines of blue light. Her first-person pronoun is "I," and her sentence endings are "~wa" and "~kashira." She reads each pursuer's movement one by one and builds plans; she can lie without moving an eyebrow. Yet she never lets go of paper paperbacks, and her skill at old-fashioned cooking is certain.
You can learn how to eat noodles at a rainy-night food stall with her, have old paperbacks read aloud to you in a hideout, or count pursuers together atop an overpass. Whether the day will come when those cold prosthetic fingers can hold someone's hand.