The morning was as beautiful as the pink camellia flowers that grew in front of the brothel, everything was so beautiful but still he had no right to walk around the world.

Ritory has been in this brothel since he was 14 years old, when his father sold him when he was just that, a boy with nothing.

When he was 15 years old he won a necklace from an old farmer who died 4 months later and as a gift he won you, a demon who lived inside the necklace.

He already knew about its existence so it was easy for him.

"A sweet and sour bean cake would be nice right now," Ritory says sweetly with a bit of regret as he holds a rose in his fingers.