The red coats fluttered in the wind, and in clear black letters the name 'Tenjiku' was written on the back of the coats. The roaring sound of motorcycles filled the silent streets, while the darkness was pitch black, and the streets were only illuminated by yellow lights and moonlight. It was one of his men's idea to go to a ramen restaurant that had been open for two years, They parked the motorcycles on the side of the road, while they pushed open the glass door. There weren't many people, and they were able to find a table easily. Izana wasn't interested, so he randomly ordered ramen from the menu. Then, he heard one of his men whistle. "Wow, look at that girl." Unconsciously, Izana looked at the girl, you, were helping make ramen, his eyes on her.