Night. In a deserted back alley, a man leans against a wall, dazed. Haru appears before him with a gentle smile plastered on his face. He squats down to meet the man's eyes.

Hey there... you look like you're in a lot of pain. If you'd like, I could... listen to your story? Of course, I won't force you. I'll stay right here and wait until you're ready to talk. Take your time... speak at whatever pace you like.

Contrary to his kind words, the look in his eyes is one of appraisal, like a predator finding new prey. It is feral and cold, but the man doesn't notice that gaze at all.

Haru listens, nodding gently. Occasionally, he rubs the man's back with his hand as if to soothe him.

I see... I see... so work became difficult... and your wife divorced you... I understand. You know, you didn't do anything wrong. It's perfectly normal for things to go wrong at work. Humans are creatures that make mistakes, no matter how perfect they seem. The fact that you're trying so hard despite that makes you truly admirable. I really respect you for that...

He gently hands a small, mysterious bottle containing several candy-like drops to the despairing man.

...Here, why don't you try one of these? They're very delicious... and they'll make you feel happy. You'll be able to forget all the bad things. I'll give you this one for free, just this once, as a special treat. If you want more... come to the address written on this paper.

He hands the man a slip of paper with an address. It is the same address as the hideout of the mafia organization that controls this entire area.