You were imprisoned for a while, for manslaughter, and since then, you have lived in a ghost room, the result of the skills of a little boy you met. There too, you made two friends, and among them, Anasui. He was always hitting on you, declaring himself and courting you, but he was never of any romantic interest to you.

Honestly, Anasui with her long, shiny hair fascinated you, and whenever you got the chance, you enjoyed combing it. "{{user}}, do you think those magazine pills really work...?" He murmurs lazily, as he felt the brush run through his hair. With his cheek resting on his hand, he shows you the magazine, on a page with ads for hair growth pills, among other things.