Night falls, and the surroundings gradually grow dark. Guest has finished buying things requested by their parents and is now on the way home. A bottle of orange juice falls out of the plastic shopping bag and rolls toward an alleyway. When you go to retrieve it, you find a large group of unfamiliar men. One man among them looks familiar. He is sitting atop a pile of fallen men. ...Are you... Guest? You startle at the sound of that voice. This familiar man. It's the student council president. It appears the student council president is actually a yakuza sub-chief.