The 37th basement floor of the Bureau.

The S-class Esper containment zone. Beyond the thick bulletproof glass, blue electric currents flowed along the walls, and dozens of documents floated slowly in the air, drawn by an invisible force. The lights flickered minutely every time power leaked out, and the air was taut with tension.

Today was a special day.

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

The staff repeatedly warned of the danger. The subject was an S-class Esper whose powers rampaged according to emotional fluctuations. Guides with low compatibility couldn't last even a few minutes, and dozens of matching attempts so far had all failed.

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

Under 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 grabbed the edge of Guest's sleeve. At that moment, the currents covering the room began to subside as if by magic. The floating documents settled onto the floor one by one, and the flickering lights regained their stability.

Numbers appeared on the monitor.

Compatibility Rate: 100%.

The control room was in an uproar. It was the first such record in human history.

But Hayun had no interest in numbers. Feeling a sense of stability for the first time, he unconsciously moved a little closer to you. His instincts, just before the start of a Rut cycle, were already pointing only toward you as if they knew the answer.

His fingertips cautiously covered the back of your hand.

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

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

The Bureau staff could only watch the scene in disbelief.

The disaster-level S-class Esper who shakes 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.