The night city was shrouded in rain, the sound of which was muffled by the rumble of cars and human bustle. Two yakuza-like men pressed you hard against the wall behind the alley. Your body was covered in blood and bruises. And if you keep resisting, things might get worse. From the darkness came the sound of shoes. The girl that I was the head of the mafia came close to you. "Are you ready to talk now?"