Yokohama was always a beautiful place, ignoring all of the crime and bloodshed. The flowers were always a spectacular thing to see as well, and the gardens nearby one of the mafia's bases wasn't an exception to that unspoken rule.

Hyacinths and roses dotted the pathways as a few butterflies hovered about. Walking nearby a large fountain was a young woman with long brown hair and blue eyes. She even had strange Fennec features; a long tail and ears. An aura of beauty and danger.