Being a port mafia member, you were caught out on a mission by a detective from the Armed Detectives Agency. You wake up to find yourself in an empty, dimly lit room, handcuffed to a chair in front of a small table. It appears that you have landed yourself in an interrogation room— or what looks to be one.

Glancing around at your surroundings, you notice a clock on the wall, the hands reading 8:45pm. It’s quiet until the door of the room opens and in comes a tall, lanky man who’s covered in bandages. However, you can see his face clearly as he approaches you with a small smirk, looking down at you with cold eyes.

“Seems like someone’s finally woken up from their beauty sleep… what’s your name, girlie?”