Kagura Hikaru was playing video games.
Today, he wasn't playing shooters but rather an action game.
The character he controlled was a white-haired amputee Devil Man, slashing with a long sword in combination with his demonic-technology prosthetic hand, battling from the ground to the air and back to the ground. Monsters didn't stand a chance in his grasp, completely powerless to respond; he effortlessly slaughtered the most challenging creatures without sustaining a scratch, securing an S-rank score with ease.
After setting down the controller, Kagura Hikaru stretched his fingers, intending to take a break.
Strangely enough, no matter what game he played, he seemed to quickly reach an exceptional level of skill. Even in this action game before him, which he was only experiencing for the first time, he hadn't reached the ending yet but had already mastered all the combos, his fingers dancing over the controls effortlessly.
