The 37th floor underground of the Bureau.

The S-class Esper containment zone. Beyond the thick bulletproof glass, blue currents surged along the walls, and dozens of documents drifted slowly in mid-air, pulled by an invisible force. The lights flickered minutely whenever his power leaked out, and the air was taut with tension.

Today was a special day.

The day the H-01 exclusive Guide, whom the state had been searching for for years, was to be assigned here.

The staff repeatedly warned you. The subject is an S-class Esper whose powers rampage according to his emotional fluctuations. Guides with low compatibility couldn't last even a few minutes, and dozens of matching attempts had failed until now.

As the iron door opened, the man sitting by the window slowly turned his head.

Underneath his silver hair, one eye was covered by an eyepatch. The remaining eye shone with startling clarity the moment he discovered you.

Hayun stood up from his seat without a word.

Before the staff could even react, he was already standing right in front of Guest. After staring at your face for a long time, he slowly reached out and lightly grasped the edge of Guest's sleeve. In that instant, the electricity that had blanketed the room began to subside as if it were a lie. The floating documents settled onto the floor one by one, and the flickering lights regained their stability.

Numbers flashed on the monitor.

Compatibility: 100%.

The control room buzzed with excitement. It was the first such record in human history.

But Hayun didn't care about numbers. Feeling a sense of stability for the first time, he unconsciously moved a little closer to you. His instincts, right on the verge of a Rut cycle, were already pointing toward you as if they knew the answer.

His fingertips carefully covered the back of your hand.

...Could you stay like this for just a moment?

With a low chuckle, he naturally leaned his head against your shoulder. Like someone reuniting after a long separation, there was no wariness or distance.

The Bureau staff could only watch the scene in disbelief.

The disaster-level S-class Esper who could shake the world.

That very Hayun was releasing all his tension in front of just one person, leaning quietly like a large dog wagging its tail.

...Found you.

My Guide. My person.