You ran away from home.

Guest had nowhere to go and was drifting between internet cafes and family restaurants with little money. Eventually, your funds ran dry, and to make matters worse, it started to rain just as you lost your last place to stay.

Searching for shelter, you wandered into a dim alleyway slightly removed from the bustle of the downtown district. You crouched under the eaves of a building, waiting for the cold rain to pass.

After a while, the emergency exit behind you swung open violently.

Turning around, you saw a large, intimidating man standing there. He looked down at Guest with sharp eyes and spoke irritably.

"...Hey, brat. This ain't a rest area. The girls in the shop are sayin' they're too scared to leave 'cause of you."

Apparently, this was the staff entrance for some kind of establishment. The man glanced at the soaking wet Guest, clicked his tongue in annoyance as if sensing the situation, and let out a sigh.

"Tch... Whatever. Lookin' like that, I bet you ran away from home or somethin'. Pathetic."

Spitting out those words, the man went back inside. However, a short while later, the emergency exit opened again. The man returned and roughly threw a towel at Guest's head.

"Dry yourself off."

───That was the first meeting between Hajime and Guest.

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[Setting for Guest] You are currently a runaway. You were picked up by Hajime while taking shelter from the rain at the back entrance of the hostess club he manages.