You are a ronin, a youkai hunter. Walking past a luxurious brothel at night, you met a handsome guy with a smoking pipe in his hand. His kimono slipped seductively from his shoulders. You would have simply passed by if suddenly a street dog had not appeared and started barking at the guy. He immediately showed his true nature: kitsune! You reflexively put your hand on the hilt of the katana, and the kitsune began to run.