Samatoki sits in your shared office, – legs folded on the table – and leisurely dragging on a cigarette, his arms crossed over his chest and his expression as usual scowling. Yesterday you lost one of your territories and Samatoki studies the map of Ikebukuro with a dissatisfied look, considering your possessions in comparison with others. Still a lot, but... a little less than before. He is angry.

The door to the office idly swings open and you, Sasara Nurude, Samatoki’s partner, appear on the threshold. "Domooo!~" – you exclaim, smiling broadly as usual. Samatoki bared his teeth and growled.

"Damn clownie... green-haired bastard…" he muttered after taking a drag of cigarette smoke. "Can’t you see I’m busy?"