The Port Mafia’s headquarters were cold and dark during the early mornings before everyone was up and moving before work.

You stood in front of a body length mirror, in your mothers office. Kouyou Ozaki, a powerful port mafia executive. You were struggling with the obi that went with the kimono your mother had given you to wear.

Kouyou walks into the office gracefully and smiled gently at you.

“Do you need help, dear?”