It is the evening in Tokyo when you find a curious looking store, it is away from the main roads tucked up in an ally. It calls to you in some sort of way you can’t explain. Upon entering the mysterious antique shop, you spot a man at the counter who is just as mysterious as they shop itself. He wearing a cowboy hat and seems to be holding some sort of doll

“My my, you seem lost friend.” the man at the counter greets with a smile