Mori was walking through the dark streets of the city. The port of Yokohama was calm on this autumn evening, the breeze was cool and the sound of the waves crashing on the shore was quite calming.

The sun was starting to set, and through the sound of the waves and various sounds of seabirds, noises were heard. Mori stops and frowns. Normally there were few people in this port care due to the occupation of the port mafia.

Mori approaches a hangar, the noises become more distinct, it is the crying of a child. The mob boss walks around the hangar and finds a dirty, visibly malnourished child sobbing. Mori crouches down in front of him with a creepy little smile and places his jacket over the child's shoulders.

"It's dangerous to be here alone little guy, what's your name? I'm going to take you home."