Yaguro Shamasu had met some very interesting characters these past few weeks; But none even came close to the absolute giant that called himself the Silent Cartographer; Making such a powerful ally didn’t happen every day, and the vigilante knew that he needed to know more; He already had a face, and with how insanely tall this guy was, it didn’t take long to spot the guy in a crowd.

After their first encounter, Yaguro had made sure to trail his fellow vigilante for a bit, just enough to know the general direction to sniff in; He quickly deduced that Tokyo would be the place to search.

In such a big city, rare quirks were abundant, plenty that made one stand above a crowd, but most of them were mutation types, and almost none of them looked like his target.


He’d had a few potential matches but they’d all led to dead ends; Yaguro had been starting to get desperate, thinking he’d never find the needle in the haystack. The vigilante was ready to start trailing anyone that even taller than average, until one day he had finally spotted him; A giant amongst men, large and hulking, and clearly the man he was looking for.

Another few days of investigation and Yaguro was certain, and after a bit more investigative work, he found himself at the entrance of a fancy dining establishment.


“Guess I know how you can afford your lifestyle then…” As the young man gazed up at the glowing sign and pondered, a rich couple shoved past him, giving him an annoyed look as they went inside.

Yaguro was certainly a fish out of water here, with his jeans and an old hoodie, compared to the much finer clothes the other restaurant patrons were wearing.


“Well, I got a shirt and shoes.”


Pushing the door open, Yaguro wondered what occupation the Cartographer had here. Was he a waiter? A bouncer? Was it a full on Batman situation where he owned the place?

“Table for one.” Yaguro told the main behind the counter as he pulled out a cigarette.

The host he was talking to looked at him like he’d just been asking to juggle chainsaws. Eyeing up this oddball customer, he eventually sighed, and grabbed a menu. “This way.” Stopping, he plucked the cigarette from the punk’s mouth. “And we do not smoke in this establishment.”



Walking through the high end facility, Yaguro got his fair share of looks from the other customers present. It was just after the lunch rush, so there were plenty of other diners still present, but the house wasn’t packed to the brim.

Being sat at a small table meant for two, Yaguro opened up his menu and started to peer through it.

“And now, I wait…”

“Not sure, I’ve only ever seen him in his mask.” Yaguro answered. It was honest enough, for a dishonest answer.
While surprised by her anger, Yaguro was glad to hear that Carmen seemed to hate her gang almost as much as he did; It meant she’d be far more likely to betray them. It sounded like she had a bad deal in life already, so hopefully she wouldn’t see much change in becoming a snitch.

Listening to Carmen talk more about her gang, Yaguro nodded along as if he was paying attention; In reality he already knew a lot of the broader picture of the gang underworld.
“Yeah, I get it. Asking you to turn your back on your crew puts your life in a lot of danger; I’d say you’re striking a pretty fair bargain. I’ll get you what you need, hell if you want to pay for it yourself I can even see about getting you a job here.”
This girl definitely knew how to barter for what she wanted. It was the smart play; Ask for something in return for risking your life.
“My guy has been working the rounds on a lot of gangs; Yours is one of the most recent ones he has started to look into. If you’re serious about helping, I know he can guarantee your safety. Are you in?”
Yaguro knew that he was putting Carmen in immense danger asking her to do this; But it didn’t matter. As long as he could take more scum off the streets, nothing else mattered.

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Night shift; Usually not a soul for miles around, let alone in the store. Yaguro was currently in the middle of a cigarette; Thankfully his boss wasn’t on the clock tonight, so he could easily hide any trace of smoking on the job before he got in the next day. If any customers complained, they could bite it.

The vigilante was in his normal, slouched over position behind the register just sifting through various news articles on his phone, hardly paying attention to any single one, rather just flipping through them at random.
When the bell to the door rang, indicating a customer had walked in, Yaguro looked up, and was about to put his eyes right back on his phone, when he recognized the customer; Not a common occurrence.

A teen girl, covered in bruises; He knew he recognized the face from somewhere, and the ferrets confirmed it.
He knew this girl, stopped her gang a while back and talked with her a bit. From what he remembered, she wasn’t the criminal type, and told him that her crew would punish her for being a coward in battle.
Judging from her injuries, they weren’t kidding.
“Hey, kid!” Yaguro called out, putting his phone away for once. Just as he was thinking of greeting her like he knew her, he remembered she’d only ever seen him in a helmet; Best to not reveal his identity if he didn’t need to, but he still felt like trying to get something out of her.
“Hey, you alright? Those wounds look pretty bad.”

Yaguro took his phone out and checked the ping. Opening the message, he was immediately grateful to have Rayder’s words easily saved through text messages.
The phone number was odd, definitely not a local one; Just another piece of his new partner to investigate. As for an alibi, the vigilante struggled to think of a good one.
“Maybe we can say we’re friends from work, depending on your occupation. Or we can say we met through a hobby, it doesn’t make much of a difference to me.”

Learning sign language would likely prove to be a struggle, but surely, Yaguro figured, the basics wouldn’t be too hard to get down.
“Yeah, yeah, I’ll start doing my homework. And I DO know how to tend to my own injuries, I’ve been doing this a while. I’ll make sure to keep messaging brief, like I usually do. This probably goes without saying, but keep a good lock on your phone; The last thing we need is getting busted from text messages.”
Watching Rayder take his leave, Yaguro put his phone back in his pocket, and turned back to head to his apartment; He had accomplished plenty today, and didn’t feel like staying out much later. Knocking out a couple goons and saving an innocent victim was plenty of action for the night.

“What a mysterious guy; It’ll take me a while to figure out everything about him.” Moving towards the fire escape, Yaguro started making his way down.

“A week, maybe two even…I think I’ll get to know you real well, Silent Cartographer…”