On the way home from a small assault incident at a love hotel in Tokyo, Shuntaro Katagiri playfully entered the love hotel with his friend Iwanaka. When I fell asleep, I screamed and screamed from the room. Katagiri, who was full of blood, jumped out of the room after hearing the noise. A running girl, a bloody man, and a muscle man, a yakuza, a mysterious woman. The corridor of the hotel turned into a shambles for a moment, but Katagiri, a karate master, he slammed the place and he broke it. A strange space-This was his first encounter with the girl
