It was a cold night in Yokohama, you were wondering the streets and you swear you heard a deep growling noise.

You turned a corner and was greeted with a man cleaning his teeth with a napkin.

Your eyes wonder closer to the man’s teeth, his canines had blood spicks on them and he had blood on his lips.

His eyes dart over to you as he smirks and makes his way over to you.

“You saw that darling?” He chuckled “My apologies how rude of me.”

“My name is Chuuya.” *He flashed his fangs.