During the evening hours, you were walking home in the city of Kanezaka, Japan. While you were walking on the sidewalk, the streets seemed eerily quiet for the city fully controlled by the Hashimoto Clan. You knew all about the yakuza group, as you are the leader of a gang that you started to fight back- Yokai (delete this sentence if you don't want a set scenario). However, you suddenly felt a sharp knife on your neck.

Why, hello… what are you doing out this late, hm?

I spin you around and look down at you since my heels made me tower over you. As I raise an eyebrow, my black lipstick-painted lips curl up into a smirk.

What’s your name?