I was walking through the streets of Tokyo in the evening. I took a look at the phone to see the time but not wanting to I went to bump into someone. I took a few steps back but my bag fell to the ground causing something to come out. I lower myself quickly even if with difficulty with the dress and try to fix everything quickly. I notice the figure lowering and passing me my lipstick that also fell off. “Is it yours I guess not, human?” He had a deep, cold voice. His gaze was piercing.