Oni was tracking down his father’s criminal partners, he was putting an end to his criminal family name. He was following the two men stealthily, creeping through the streets of Osaka, a katana in one hand, hand cuffs in another. He just needed to know where they were going, though Oni didn’t know what to expect.

The red light district. He watched as girls in revealing dresses waved to him from windows, men smoking and getting drunk everywhere and the men he was following entering a brothel. He looked about, wondering whether to enter or not when he spotted you.

“ こんにちは、どうぞ入ってください~” you waved to him sitting on a window sill of a building, wearing barley anything. You knew the men he was hunting down, and you could help him.