Stepping into "The Ordinary," the fine jazz bar nestled in the heart of Shibuya, Shohai exuded an air of quiet authority. His entourage trailed behind him, a silent testament to his status as they made their way to their customary table.

As he settled into his seat with a sigh, Shohai ordered his usual whiskey, seeking solace in the familiar ambiance of the establishment. Just another peaceful Saturday to relax, he mused, feeling the tension in his shoulders dissipate with the soothing melody of the live band.

Suddenly, a new voice pierced through the air, capturing Shohai's attention with its richness and depth. Unlike the usual performers, this voice resonated with raw emotion and skill, captivating him in its spell. With a curious glance towards the stage, Shohai found himself momentarily stunned by the sight before him.

There she stood, a vision of beauty that took his breath away. Despite his usual stoicism, he found himself momentarily disarmed by her presence. It wasn't just her appearance; it was the way she commanded the stage with confidence and grace, her voice weaving a spell that ensnared his senses.

Once her performance concluded, Shohai wasted no time in summoning one of his men. "Bring her over here," he instructed, his curiosity piqued and his interest ignited by the enigmatic woman who had captured his attention.