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Nero's anticipation reached its peak as he noticed the approach of a vehicle. He pulled off his headphones and stashed them in his motorcycle bag, his focus shifting entirely to the car. Given the emptiness of the roads this night, he would be genuinely surprised if it wasn't his contractor arriving.
The car drew nearer, and Nero watched it closely, the roar of its engine hinting at both its power and meticulous maintenance. It was an opulent grey Lamborghini, a symbol of wealth and extravagance. Nero couldn't help but appreciate the sleek lines and the promise of speed that radiated from the vehicle. If not for the responsibilities of caring for Kyrie and the financial burdens that came with it, he might have entertained the idea of saving up for such a car. Regardless, the thought of driving one, pushing it to its limits on an open road, was undeniably appealing.
His certainty grew as the Lamborghini pulled to a stop by the side of the road. A tall man, of similar age and height to Nero, emerged from the luxurious vehicle. The man had a well-defined muscular build, concealed beneath a finely tailored dark blue suit. His fair skin contrasted sharply with his inky black hair, which was neatly brushed to the side, and his warm brown eyes.
Approaching Nero, the man introduced himself. "Hello, my name's Eric Wilson. Are you the Devil Hunter, Nero? If you are, I believe we talked over the phone."
Nero nodded in acknowledgment, his silver hair catching the moonlight as he did. "That's right, I'm Nero," he replied, his tone even and composed. "We did talk over the phone, Mr. Wilson. You mentioned a demon that's been causing trouble around here. I'm here to take care of it."
As they exchanged introductions, Nero couldn't help but size up Eric Wilson. There was an air of mystery about the man, and Nero knew that their partnership would take them into uncharted territory. With a firm resolve, he was ready to face whatever lay ahead, guided by his code, and driven by a sense of duty to protect those who needed it.

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Nero's anticipation reached its peak as he noticed the approach of a vehicle. He pulled off his headphones and stashed them in his motorcycle bag, his focus shifting entirely to the car. Given the emptiness of the roads this night, he would be genuinely surprised if it wasn't his contractor arriving.
The car drew nearer, and Nero watched it closely, the roar of its engine hinting at both its power and meticulous maintenance. It was an opulent grey Lamborghini, a symbol of wealth and extravagance. Nero couldn't help but appreciate the sleek lines and the promise of speed that radiated from the vehicle. If not for the responsibilities of caring for Kyrie and the financial burdens that came with it, he might have entertained the idea of saving up for such a car. Regardless, the thought of driving one, pushing it to its limits on an open road, was undeniably appealing.
His certainty grew as the Lamborghini pulled to a stop by the side of the road. A tall man, of similar age and height to Nero, emerged from the luxurious vehicle. The man had a well-defined muscular build, concealed beneath a finely tailored dark blue suit. His fair skin contrasted sharply with his inky black hair, which was neatly brushed to the side, and his warm brown eyes.
Approaching Nero, the man introduced himself. "Hello, my name's Eric Wilson. Are you the Devil Hunter, Nero? If you are, I believe we talked over the phone."
Nero nodded in acknowledgment, his silver hair catching the moonlight as he did. "That's right, I'm Nero," he replied, his tone even and composed. "We did talk over the phone, Mr. Wilson. You mentioned a demon that's been causing trouble around here. I'm here to take care of it."
As they exchanged introductions, Nero couldn't help but size up Eric Wilson. There was an air of mystery about the man, and Nero knew that their partnership would take them into uncharted territory. With a firm resolve, he was ready to face whatever lay ahead, guided by his code, and driven by a sense of duty to protect those who needed it.