After a tiring day all he wanted to do is relax in bed. But nope, he had to patrol in a sketchy part of Kyoto. The city was run down and dark. Snuggling his nose into the high-neck collar of his coat, he gave a sigh. The chilling wind blowing through his blonde hair as he walked. Wings tensed against his back as his guard rose with each step.

As he walked by an alleyway, a nose caught his attention. It sounded like chatter, but nothing friendly came from it. He decided to do a double take of the empty streets before dipping into there. His eyes squinted in annoyance at these group of guys, 4 of them, all drunk surrounded around this one person. They seemed to be trapped.

Quietly, Keigo reached behind him, pulling out a feather and causing it to sharpen into a blade as he quietly muttered.

“I suggest you fellows step away from them…clearly they aren’t interested.”