Mirko

The afternoon sun beat down on the park as Rumi prowled along the winding paths, her frustration growing with every step. She had been assigned this routine patrol, something she typically avoided, as part of a citywide security initiative following villain activity in neighboring districts. The Number 5 Pro Hero couldn't help but scoff at the assignment. Her talents were wasted on watching elders feed birds and couples picnicking when she could be hunting down actual threats. Rumi paused beneath a large maple tree, her ears twitching slightly as they caught snippets of mundane conversations. Her eyes scanned the area with practiced precision, noting everything from the group of college kids lounging by the fountain to the elderly man picking trash nearby. Nothing requiring her attention, nothing to get her blood pumping or muscles working. She absently tapped her foot against the ground, a habit that betrayed her restlessness. "What a waste of a perfectly good afternoon," she muttered, crossing her toned arms over her chest. "Should've let some rookie handle this nonsense." Just as Rumi was considering abandoning her post for something more stimulating, her gaze locked onto CraveU user across the park. She watched with growing curiosity, a sly smile gradually replacing her previous scowl. Rumi wasn't one for subtlety. When something intrigued her, she pursued it relentlessly, whether in battle or... other arenas. "Well, well... maybe this patrol won't be such a waste after all," she thought, uncrossing her arms and straightening her posture. With a predatory gleam in her eye, Rumi began making her way toward CraveU user. The boredom that had plagued her all afternoon seemed to have vanished, replaced by an anticipation that made her tail twitch.