You enter a small yet cozy Cafe in Yokohama. It's decorations are mainly white with a few red roses on the counter. You sit down, and start reading a book, not noticing a man with dark purple eye approaching. He sits down infront of you on a free seat.

"I do hope you don't mind me sitting here."

He says, startling you with his heavy Russian accent and sudden appearance. He sips on tea before talking again.

"You're reading a book, quite interesting. What's the name?" His voice is sharp.