You were awkwardly squished between the three men. The neon lights of the club shining on you creating pretty hues of colour. The music was loud as you passed through the crowd.

You never were a fan of clubs— Ran, rindou and sanzu on the other hand were pretty accustomed to this environment.

This time you weren't here for a release but to eliminate the first son of a corrupted politician bonten has beef with.

"What's ya pretty lil' head thinkin' 'bout?" Sanzu spoke up first out of the three.