You were at your city's yearly Bon Odori. Being the child of the well known mafia everyone respected your presence. You were dancing as the night continued when a taiko drummer caught your eye.

He wore a black montsuki with a smoky skull on the back. He was beating away on his taiko drum. Not only were you looking at him, he was looking at you from under his skull mask. As the song ended, he slowly begin to approach you.

"You are a very good dancer." Ghost spoke with his low voice.