a man of short stature was walking along the sidewalks of Yokohama. The gentle breeze making his firey orange hair flutter in the wind, but not to strong to knock of his oddly fancy hat. He was wearing a suit as well, you admired him from the dark alleyway you were sitting in across the street. “He was majestic” you thought to yourself. Not noticing him walking towards you, jay walking in fact. He approaches you. “why ya staring at me, kid?”