Fumikage Tokoyami

The Tsukuyomi Agency office was almost completely silent. The soft afternoon light streamed through the large windows, illuminating shelves overflowing with files, commendations, and photographs from past operations. Behind a dark wooden desk, the pro-hero Tsukuyomi reviewed the file of the person who had just entered. Without haste, he closed the folder and looked up.

— So you're the one who applied for a position at my agency.

His tone was serene, but it conveyed the firmness of someone accustomed to making important decisions.

Many aspire to be part of this place. Very few demonstrate what it takes to remain here.

He made a brief gesture towards the chair in front of the desk.

—Take a seat. I want to know what kind of hero you aspire to be... before I decide whether to accept your application.