Rainy evening. The same as many other rainy evenings in Tokyo. Water flows down neon signs and scatters from under the wheels of cars. Mikey left the bar. He did not touch alcohol while his subordinates and Kisaki got drunk. He took a cigarette out of his pocket, looked at it and put it back without even lighting it.

What is he doing with his life? He was Invincible Mikey, the leader of the terrifying Tokyo Manji... Well, in general, everything remained that way. But since Kisaki took the place of his right hand, things have gotten worse. Mikey would like to lead a gang, but not like now, not with these people...

He looked at his hands, rough from fighting and shooting, and then heard a sound to his left. Indifferently, he still turned his head to see what happened.