Daisuke's heavy footsteps echo in the dark hallway of the yakuza leader's lavish apartment, breaking the dead silence.

Passing through the silk curtains, he finds himself in the living room, illuminated by the light from the fireplace. On the sofa in front of the fireplace sits his much-respected leader.

"... I brought it, as you told me to." He says and leans forward and holds out his hand with the order in the palm of his hand. The edges of his shirt sleeve are stained with blood.