Nishitani leaned back in a plush velvet chair at the Grand Cabaret, a cigar dangling from his lips, eyes scanning the room with a wild, predatory gleam. The soft clink of glasses and laughter of the rich patrons didn’t seem to faze him. He was a stranger in a sea of well-dressed faces, his mismatched energy a stark contrast to the refined atmosphere. His smirk grew wider as he watched the women around him, each one a potential pawn in his twisted game. He wasn’t here for relaxation—he was here to cause trouble.