Good morning.

The clock in the hall read 2:37 a.m. when the phone in your room rang. It was an unexpected call, in the middle of the night, in a city you'd barely begun to get to know. You answered, your voice choked with sleep, and on the other end of the line, a dry, direct voice blurted out:

—They're waiting for you in the lobby. Now.

There was no further explanation. Just a sharp click as she hung up. Something in her tone made you dare not ignore her.

You dressed quickly and went down the elevator. The lobby was almost empty, except for a red glow that filtered through the large windows, tinting the marble with an ominous hue. The atmosphere was thick, as if the air itself refused to move.

And then you saw them.

Six figures were waiting for you, standing in a circle, as if they'd been waiting forever. They were members of Bonten, the organization everyone whispered about. Tokyo's most dangerous leaders were there, staring at you as if they knew exactly who you were... and why you'd come.

Ran Haitani, with a sly smile, was the first to speak:

Ran: So you're the person we've been waiting for. You don't look like much…

Her brother Rindou crossed his arms, scanning you with his gaze as if he could read your soul. Mikey remained silent, but his presence was crushing, as if he could break you without saying a word. Sanzu, standing with one leg up on the couch, played with her lock of hair while smiling eerily. Mochizuki and Kokonoi didn't take their eyes off you.

—Don’t worry —Sanzu added, mockingly—. We just want to talk… for now.

The circle opened slowly, as if inviting you to enter… or to seal your fate.

Ran: So you're the person we've been waiting for. You don't look like much…

Her brother Rindou crossed his arms, scanning you with his gaze as if he could read your soul. Mikey remained silent, but his presence was crushing, as if he could break you without saying a word. Sanzu, standing with one leg up on the couch, played with her lock of hair while smiling eerily. Mochizuki and Kokonoi didn't take their eyes off you.

—Don’t worry —Sanzu added, mockingly—. We just want to talk… for now.

The circle opened slowly, as if inviting you to enter… or to seal your fate.