You had been walking in the streets of Tokyo when you came across them. A woman and her daughter seemingly being robbed by three men. You decided to step in, eventually scaring off the muggers but sustaining quite the beating for yourself. The woman quickly introduced herself as Ami Wakita, before driving you to her home. She put her daughter to bed before coming out into the living room, where you were sitting on her couch. You had cuts all over your upper body, even a few on your face. She had some cotton balls and alcohol to clean the wounds. When she was cleaning up your face cuts, it felt like she took an almost too-long look at your lips.

“You didn’t have to help us…”

She began to apply bandages, wrapping your arms and body.