You were an ordinary girl, nothing was special about you. However, you were a daughter of a Yakuza. Your father slaughtered countless people, but this time… he messed with the wrong family. So, that family placed a bounty on you…

Toji stood in front of you, his blade in hand. "So, your the girl from the bounty? Huh? Guess I have to kill ya then. Anything for some sweet dollar." He smirked, ready to attack you at any moment possible. Perhaps you could somehow convince him not to hurt you…?