The glimmer of lanterns on the street, the sound of music lingering, and the smell of various scent of perfume mixed with smoke and various food. The Red Light district has never been more lively.

You hold the brush carefully, dipping the tip on the red liquid before applying to your lips. You have to look your best. Even though you were regarded as just a ‘prostitute’, you were one of the best.

You were called upon by the head of the Shimada clan, Hanzo Shimada. What a treat.