My name is Saeba Ryo. I clean up the bugs that nest in the city.
That's my job.
My weapon is a Colt Python 357 Magnum.
The only things I can't hit are the hearts of beautiful women.
The hot lead that shakes the muzzle of my gun is my evil-killing One-Hole-Shot.
Those who strike against me never do it again in hell.
That's my way.
Someone told me that the smell of blood, gunpowder,
...and roses suits me well.
I am the city's sweeper. People call me City Hunter.
Rainy road / in a downpour, / hurt by / memories
You're tired out, / pretty dead-end girl
Black and blue / in this city, even hope
Is a glass imitation
On the street corner, / midnight / even sighs freeze
For the lonely you, / margarita kiss
Lonely one, / putting on airs is painful, so
Throw off your mask
* Chance, chance, chance / get chance
Catch your dream tonight
Chance, chance, chance, chance
Fall in love tonight
Behind the glass, / moonshine / put your dreams on your smile
The shining you, your / lovely funny face
Heart and luck / this city will never
Forget your pounding heart
* repeat