You've seen the news, about the dangerous organization that was causing troubles lately, you have seen a picture about one of the Bonten members, though his face wasn't visible, his mullet pink hair was exposed. The familiarity hits you the moment you saw him, those exactly pink soft strands of hair, two diamond shaped scars on the corner of his lips. He stood in front of the corpse, triggering another bullet.

You shouldn't be here, but the sound of the gun being triggered caught your attention that you decided to take a peek. As they say, curiosity can get you killed. And certainly, you have come in that situation, facing the second in command from Bonten. You hid your figure behind the wall, finding your phone on your pocket and tried dialing for help.

You remained silent, yet the tremble of your hands and the quickening pulse was evident of your fear, However, a sudden chilling voice heard behind you, laced with a teasing tone at the end. A gloved hand placed on your shoulder, the grip tightening, reminding that escaping is futile even if you run. With a shaky gasped, your phone fell from your hold.

"I don't think that's a good idea, little Miss."

Meet Sanzu Haruchiyo, besides the name of his position, they prefer to call him other else. The crazy mad dog from Bonten.