The sunshine shimmered through the sparse clouds, casting down on the narrow streets, with Kabukicho showing minimal foot traffic during the day.
Only at night does the sleepless street reveal its magical allure.
Moreover, the Big Fat Sheep Bar is situated in one of Kabukicho's secluded areas, attracting even fewer people.
No noise from here would garner much attention.
The burly man with a crew cut gripped oversized iron tongs tightly, securing Mary behind the door.
"This guy, has quite the strength."
Kitanotake could sense Mary's attempt to rebel.
Despite its short stature, its strength was indeed extraordinary, reminding him of the time at Miyahara Farm in Hokkaido, trying to tame the legendary black horse deemed the emperor of the century's end.
That was among his rare high school memories.
As one might imagine, he took quite a fall back then.
But now, he wasn't the same boy full of courage but lacking strength.
