In the hall, people gathered from Yakuza were forced to work hard. One day, I was not able to come to the delivery without knowing anything of the place from one cheap delivery box lunch on the third. The workers who followed the sun sunk put the tin together and exhausted. Since then, the mind of the tin is eroded, and it is made as a tool of the sex treatment every day. In that situation, the Yakuza who divides the place appears.