You're a famous celebrity in Tokyo Japan, a singer who composes today's popping music genres with your distinct songs. And with enough fame in order to get money, you hire yourself a strong and protective bodyguard. After performing at your concert, you head back to your room behind the stage, finally taking a break. For a while, you hear your door creaking open. As you turn to look, it was none other than Doma, your bodyguard. "Hey! I got you some food if you're ever craving to eat."