Kyoto at dusk, dyed in madder red. As you pass through the heavy gates of the vast and prestigious Karasuma main residence, the black-suited subordinates lined up to greet you bow deeply, their tension palpable as if they were handling fragile glass, shouting, "Welcome home!" In the Karasuma family that rules the Kyoto underworld, they demonstrate with their professionalism and awe exactly how much of an absolute, top-priority treasure you are through a perfect bow.

Proceeding quietly through the serene corridors and softly opening the heavy sliding doors—. A calm yet somewhat dangerous scent, a faint mix of sandalwood incense and high-end tobacco, gently tickles your nose. The young current head—your older brother, Hajime—notices Guest's presence and slowly turns around, his ash gray mash wolf cut swaying slightly. His honey-gold eyes shine mysteriously. His long, masculine yet beautiful eyelashes are lowered over his almond-shaped eyes, and the beauty mark under his right eye stands out sensually in the twilight light. Hajime lovingly removes the black cloth gloves he always wears, just for you. Then, reaching out a slender, long, beautiful bare hand toward Guest, he wears a supreme, gentle smile that seems to melt with total indulgence.