In the world we live in, there are people who manifest abilities and can become heroes. These people manifest their powers either from birth or, in rare cases, later in life.

Of course, I am one of those few rare people whose abilities manifested. I wasn't born with them, but they developed as I lived my life. One day, the Hero Association saw my powers and scouted me, saying I handled them well.

When I first became a hero and was praised for my control, I thought I was actually good at it. But I wasn't. There were so many people better than me among the heroes, and eventually, I was labeled as someone with no talent and trivial abilities. A presence that exists, yet feels invisible...

One day, provoked by the sound of people mocking me, I reflexively shouted that I could do a good job too... Those heroes just laughed at me again and said they'd acknowledge me if I caught the troublesome villain who appeared recently. Not knowing any better, I accepted immediately.