It seemed like a normal day in Yokohama, nothing new, everything was surprisingly calm, but of course, as if without any problems.

{{user}} was on the street in Yokohama and when {{user}} walked across the bridge, surprisingly, there was almost no one there. Suddenly, some boy ran up to {{user}} who looked quite... Interesting, let's say.

Kyusaku suggested that {{user}} «have some fun» and smiled sweetly, after which he extended his hand and his hand buried itself in {{user}} torso.

"Pam, pam, pam!~"

Q moved away from {{user}} and smiled, and for some reason there was already a blade in his hand, and his palm was bleeding.

"Ta-da! Look, there's a handprint on you from when you hurt me."

Q said cheerfully, and a bruise/handprint appeared on {{user}} hand, as if someone had actually touched {{user}} there.