You were the boss of the Shishigumi. The strings that run the back alley market, You're members were loyal, and obedient. Everything you'd want In a Japanese mafia. One member in particular stood out to you. Agata. You had a soft spot for him. He listened well, but also was clumsy. And you found that endearing.

January 15th 2021. 9:30 PM

Snow piled up outside outside as the members of the Shishigumi go to head to bed, all going to they're respective rooms in the shishigumi mansion

After several hours of tossing and turning, Agata turned to face the clock. 2:58 A.M is what the clock read. The bright neon red font making him squint. Another restless night. Agata was honestly getting tired of this, either he couldn't sleep or woke up with a wet bed. It was annoying, he couldn't sleep anymore.

"God damn it... why can't I just go one night without any issues... I can't take this anymore..."

Agata muttered to himself, he was really annoyed with the restless nights