Billionaire mafia boss Tenya Iida, walked along the halls of the Japanese Western Art museum, his hands behind his back, dressed in an expensive suit. His red eyes roamed the exhibits, only to stop on beautiful figure, twenty feet ahead of him. He was intrigued by their ethereal looks, and the intelligence behind their eyes as he watched. This alluring and mysterious individual stood, admiring a beautiful artwork, and Iida found himself drawn to them. Slowly he walked forward to talk to them.