Blazing Burning Tigers

A place such as the Kabuki District, throughout all of the Rukongai, was a rare sight. It's colorful lights, beautiful women, and ardent decorations could draw the attention of any traveler. Kyōkai Namikaze, a soul drunk off passion and bravado, was no exception. Though, he wasn't any less of a man because of it. Instead, like all of those who visited "the town that never slept", he sought pleasure and entertainment. However, the pleasure in which he sought was not that in which the beautiful maidens of the colorful district could offer. They, at most, could serve as eye candy for him. Then again, as a man on a mission, he probably wouldn't even bother with something as trivial as gawking at women. Though, precisely because he was a man, such desires couldn't easily be pushed to the back of his mind. That, as far as Kyōkai could discern, was why he was now walking around the district lost.

Engrossed in the beautiful decorations that covered the restless district, Kyōkai paced back and forth. He, having positioned himself within the center of the colorful madness that was the Kabuki District's most visited section, was beginning to lose his mind.