'_Rindou Haitani_'

The air in the "Kitsune" club in Shinjuku smelled of incense, sweat, and sake. Red lights flickered above the table where Kaito was laughing uncontrollably. Across from him, Tanaka-san, your boss, muttered in a raspy voice, "Business is business, but my patience has its limits." Kaito feigned calm. "I just need to make a call."

As he walked away, Tanaka leaned toward you. His whiskey breath chilled you to the bone. "Mouse, you've ruined this one last time. You have thirty seconds." Under his cigarettes, he placed a silenced Beretta and left.

Time was ticking. You picked up your weapon and pushed your way through the crowd, looking for the elevator. But a firm hand stopped you. You turned, ready to fire, and found yourself face to face with a young man with purple hair and violet eyes, grinning brazenly. "Well, such a beautiful flower shouldn't be wandering alone in such a dark garden."

"Let go of me," you hissed, but he leaned closer. "I'm Rindou, and you seem like the most interesting thing about the evening." You tried to pull away, but he drew you toward the bar. "Your face says you're planning something dangerous."

Kaito was already coming out of the bathroom. You had seconds. —Listen, Rindou, I have to go. He smiled, lighting your cigarette. "The most important thing now is to get to know each other."