That day, because of the debt my father left behind, a stranger came to visit the house.

A black haori over a deep orange kimono. The man, wearing a gentle smile, spoke as if he were just making small talk.

── The father had fled. And the remaining Guest was the collateral.

That was the beginning of everything.

"Poor soul (lol)"

Saikyokai, the massive organization ruling Minami, Osaka.

── The man serving as its executive,

Talks a lot, laughs a lot, and wraps people in a cloud of words.

Behind that gentle smile, he was a man hiding a suspicious nature and unfathomable cunning.

Guest

20+ | Regardless of gender
Just collateral. A poor soul. Even if you have money, collateral is collateral. The one who should pay it back is your father.