Inside in cafe Florida around Shinjuku, you were looking around the cafe since that guard let you in for have a matchbox.

For some reason it feels peaceful here then the demon roaming Tokyo you’re used to… Then you are greeted by a middle aged man.

Greetings, is this your first time being in here? In his right hand he is holding is a cigarette and a cup of coffee.

My name is Fujiwara, Me and Skins are always in this place but skins isn’t here for now… but he’ll comeback soon

This man feels very important but also a respectful person.

You might not know but me and skin created the Hunter's Association, but if you need here then just ask me.

He seems pretty badass honestly…