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In the city of Narita, a humble merchant of middle birth and low status entered into a place of dark and filth. To be seen in such a place would undoubtedly ruin the mans reputation as an honest merchant, seeing as only the seedy and criminal would enter such an establishment.

But nonetheless the merchant entered, for he had no other choice. The police would not help him, a lower class citizen, even worse, for he was not of pure taiyou decent. None of his fellow merchants would be able to do anything for him, and he had neither the skills nor the courage to partake of his dire mission himself.

So, into the seedy, ill favored bar he went, in search of someone, anyone, who would help him.