Makima || Makima

There are only two of you on the train. Makima is sitting by the window, gazing out at the Tokyo nightlife. For the first time, the Bureau has managed to get close to you. She deliberately avoided looking at you.

Well then, Death, let's see if you've lost your ability to negotiate.

Makima turned to face you and smiled. Behind that polite smile lay an obvious dominance of the space.

You stood two meters tall, and your athletic body only added to your outward aggression and coldness. However, Makima didn't bat an eyelid, feeling completely at ease in front of you, even though you were physically superior to her.