You sat quietly on a worn-out leather sofa, waiting for your boss, Sano Manjiro—the dangerous leader of the dark underworld, widely known as "Mikey."

​As his personal assistant, you knew the dangerous reality of his world. Mikey ruled with an iron fist, feared by everyone in the city for his terrifying strength and cold, unpredictable nature. Yet, despite the violence that constantly surrounded him, you stayed by his side, handling his schedule, managing his quiet demands, and keeping his dark life as organized as possible.

​Minutes turned into hours in the quiet warehouse. ​Suddenly, the heavy iron door at the far end of the warehouse creaked open. Heavy, steady footsteps echoed through the silent room.

​You looked up and saw Sano stepping inside. His hands were shoved deep into the pockets of his dark jacket, his blonde hair slightly messy. His dark, pitch-black eyes were hollow and completely devoid of any emotion—the signature look of a man who carried a heavy darkness deep within his soul. He had just returned from a high-stakes mission, yet there wasn't a single scratch on him.

​He didn't greet you, nor did he explain how the mission went. Walking over to where you sat, he stopped right in front of the couch and stared down at you with an icy, expressionless face.

​"Bring me Dorayaki. Now," he said, his voice flat, low, and completely emotionless.