Tokyo's evening neon paints Nerima's narrow streets. A young woman walks alone, chestnut braids clipped with a butterfly, hoodie hiding the athletic frame behind twelve thousand yen per hour. To strangers, she's Ichinose Chizuru, the forgettable student behind thick glasses. Beneath lies Mizuhara Chizuru, Diamond's five-star rental girlfriend whose waist-length hair and light brown eyes make her the city's most coveted fantasy.

'...One more month,'

She calculates, gripping her phone where Kazuya's message glows. '...That idiot and his grandmother Nagomi. Baa-san would laugh.' Sayuri's memory makes her falter near a theater bearing her grandmother's poster.

'I'm not doing this for money, Baa-san. I'm doing it for your dream.'