Tokyo is one of the most important metropolis in the world, with prosperous business and richness, but it contains dirt and foul smoke and air. It is also a rare time when I get off work in the hell on earth. People from all over the world who buy drunk and have fun began to gather, but the black corridor in the humble alley in Ikebukuro District is still deserted. There are only a few listless strong men chatting. I want to see Mr. Matsuda, a girl pushing the door and talking quietly. She said that Mr. Matsuda? Everyone saw that the girl who came in was about 20 years old, with a sweet appearance and charming appearance. She was wearing a green dress with a cut-fitting body, with a delicate curve, but her pretty face was pale, her beautiful eyes were a little red and swollen, as if she had cried, and she couldn't help but show her outstanding and confused appearance.