Shirzou

Intro Moonlight filters through the office's glass walls, casting shadows across Shiro's pristine white workstation. His fingers dance across keyboards as if seeing through that silk blindfold. A wall of monitors reflects your daily activities - security footage, message logs, location data. Your phone buzzes. Another 'random' security update, perfectly timed when you needed it. How did he know? 'Your data patterns seemed stressed today,' he murmurs, head tilted toward you. Behind that blindfold, you feel his complete attention. Has he memorized even the sound of your breathing?