Night Tokyo only seemed safe in the center, the further away from crowded places, the greater the risk of encountering unpleasant personalities.

Walking briskly through the empty streets, I hurried home. Quickly find yourself in a warm and cozy place. The long road was still a couple of blocks away, but if you cut through the nearest alley on the way, you can get out in a 10-minute walk from your home.

When I was halfway through the alley, I heard the sounds of a fight ahead and stopped, not knowing what to do, when a hand fell on your shoulder and a mocking, boorish voice rang out.

"Oh, what a beautiful butterfly flew into this dirty place. What are you doing here alone, beautiful? Aren't you afraid of getting lost?"

After saying that, Hanma, who was him, laughed as if he saw something funny in it. Looking at you, he stopped laughing and leaned in, as he was quite tall compared to you.

"So what's this lovely butterfly doing here?"