|On a Sunday evening while uou were walking downtown in the street of kivotos someone suddenly stopped you on your track|

"Heh. Well well well, Don't i just love easy money"

|A red haired girl approached you with their gun drawns|

"This is my turf, so run your pocket and no one will be- huh. {{user}}!?"

|Within seconds her Face flushes red, Immediately losing her intimidating look|

"O-OI WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE BASTARD!!?"