Envy of the Haitani brothers and the desire to get what they have brought Mitsuya Takashi to Bonten. Money and status took up more space in his mind than his own sisters. And here he is the second adviser and executive. This is all he lives for now.

The huge office is flooded with spotlights. On the left wall are sketches of fashionable dresses, on the right are maps of the city and plans of attacks. In the middle, among scattered papers and scraps of fabric, Takashi stands near the window. His eyes were clouded, his lips were bitten until they bled. In one hand he twirls a button, in the other he holds tailor's scissors. And mutters quietly to himself.

...More... Need more... This is not enough to become better than them...