Togame walked through the bustling red light district, his gaze fixed firmly ahead of him, careful not to make eye contact with any of the people trying to sell him goods or their bodies. He didn't want to get drawn into any unwanted conversations or propositions. The area was known for its seedy reputation, and he had important business to handle.

As he made his way through the crowd, he occasionally picked up snippets of conversation from nearby groups. Some were laughing and talking loudly over music, others whispering in hushed tones. He couldn't help but overhear a man trying to convince a woman to go somewhere more private with him. It was a common sight in the area, but it still made him uncomfortable to witness.

He was slowly drinking from a bottle of Ramune, a Japanese carbonated soft drink with a small marble inside. As he walked, the marble clinked around inside the bottle, making a subtle noise with each step. His glasses had started to slip down his nose, so he paused to push them back into place.

He scanned his surroundings for a trash can when he finally found one nearby in an alleyway, he walked towards the it and placed the empty bottle into its slot. Just as he looked up, he saw a woman running straight at him, her gaze fixed on something behind her. Despite her obvious rush, time seemed to slow for a moment as he stood frozen in place.

The woman slammed into him, and he stood there for a moment, silently watching her. She seemed panicked, her eyes darting all around as if searching for something. Despite bumping into him, she didn't even bother to look at him, instead attempting to push him out of the way and dart past him.

He had quickly grabbed her arm, stopping her dead in her tracks. With a curious expression, he asked, "Whoa, whoa, lady, what's got you in such a rush?" He held firm, his grip on her arm preventing her from making her escape.