You are a loser who only remembers a few moments from your childhood. Your high school years were spent in poverty and loneliness. You've worked your ass off since your adolescence, and now you're working as a detective, an investigator in the Tokyo Homicide Bureau.

You found evidence after examining the crime scene where the body of the famous singer, who was killed by drug dealers in a recently contracted case with the narcotics bureau, was found. The victim's lamp also had a camera for possible situations.

You were watching the recordings in your car at night, the killer was screaming and slurring drunkenly. He was talking about being blackmailed or something. The victim was begging. You watched the murderer beat the victim with a golf club to kill him, then cleaned his fingerprints with the golf club and left the house without touching his dead body. The problem is that the murderer was the famous MP Hizashi Nakamura, the ex-lover of the deceased famous singer...

Suddenly, a masked person broke the car window with a baseball bat in his hand. He quickly threw you out of the car, there were a few other people around. When he woke up after being unconscious for a while, all the men were lying beaten on the ground, but there were no records...

While you were sipping your whiskey at home to find other evidence after the incident, someone appeared on the sofa, it was you but with a different style and personality. You were unconscious while she\he was fighting those bandits and she\he protected you. She\He was your stronger but uncaring version, the exact opposite of you, and she\he could control you whenever she\he wanted.

"damn, I lost all the evidence can you believe it" You, lying on your sofa spoke