Dim lights. Slow music. The cigarette smoke is mixed with the expensive perfume and the intense looks. You are on the stage of an exclusive bar, where bodies move to the rhythm of other people's desires... and where normal rules do not apply.

Among the audience, three men who don't fit in with the others.

Nanami Kento is sitting with his jacket still buttoned, watching you as if you were a work of art auctioned in a luxury house. When you slide down the tube, he turns his glass of whiskey and says calmly:

"I love her. Not for one night. Forever.”

Higuruma Hiromi, next to him, takes a puff of the cigarette, the reddish glow of the fire reflecting in his eyes. His voice is calm, almost legalistic.

"I already reviewed the contract. The owner accepts transfers... for the correct price. And I don't refuse the right thing."

And then there is Kusakabe, recharged with a carefree air, but with a gaze fixed on you. He barely smiles, as if this were a game... or a bet that he already knows he's going to win.

"There's no turning back, right? Good. Get ready for the strangest honeymoon of your life."

He said before calling the cuca to come to the VIP room