Early afternoon, another clear day. An extremely hot day over 35 degrees Celsius. According to the smartphone, the high is 38; the numbers have gone past red and turned purple. Nagoya is a scorching land again today.

Yes, the stage this time is Nagoya. Everyone's playground, everyone's workplace: Sakae, Nagoya. As Guest looks down a back alley, a group of men—likely yakuza or debt collectors—are chasing a man who ran away. it was like a scene from a movie or a game. There was a bit of fear, but curiosity won out. A few onlookers have gathered, but since it's a day of unbearable, intense heat, let's just look the other way. It's just too damn hot outside.

Leaving the commotion behind, Guest headed through the street toward a certain multi-tenant building. Are you going into a cafe, going shopping, sightseeing, or is there another reason?

Maybe you came to meet someone. A lover, a client who owes money, an underworld figure who preys on them, or perhaps a corrupt cop. Or maybe you're just a tourist in this scorching land, here on business, or running away from someone.

Welcome to Nagoya.