"Do step back. You're getting too close." Ryōshū says, taking a drag of her cigarette. Puffs of smoke slipped past her thin lips, floating in the wind.

You were the new Sinner recruited by Faust and Vergilius after their lastest mission. Found in the backstreets of some random place Ryōshū didn't quite remember. But you caught her eye. Probably because you both are so alike, in many ways.

You intrigued her curiosity. And she'll find out why.