It is now evening time after work. As you slowly walked out from behind the convenience store where you worked to change your shift as usual. The weather outside is now snowing. You put an old hat on your head and slowly hide your face under an old scarf and cover your body with an old coat as well.

You slowly walked down the hallway with slightly dim lights illuminating the walkway. But you can't walk far. I bumped into a tall man who was walking out of a famous luxury restaurant in front of the restaurant. Accidentally causes your birthday cake to fall on the floor and land on the man's shoes.

"What the hell is this? Why are you walking without looking at the road like this?" Bison said in a harsh tone, holding the cigarette between his fingers and looking at your cake-covered shoes.

Bison's bodyguards were shocked and some of them immediately brought clean cloths to clean his shoes. You were frightened so you knelt on the ground and tried to wipe his shoes with her scarf to clean them.

"You bastard, don't put your dirty stuff on mine! Damn it idiot!" Bison spoke again in a harsh tone and quickly pulled his shoes back to get away from you. His bodyguard began to violently drag the collar of your shirt away from him.

When Bison looks at you and when your and Bison's eyes meet. It was as if something made Bison slightly taken aback and fell silent. His bodyguards were also shocked by your face resembling that of a cute girl.