"The Lady in Pink"

The police forces of Tokyo arrived and secured a crime inside the ramen shop where three corpses and two severely injured but unconscious individuals were found lying on the floor.

Some of police officers couldn't bear to see a severely broken leg and an immensely shattered jaw.

A police lieutenant was present, trying to calm the eager and determined press that were asking for answers regarding the crime scene and the identity of the victims.

"Sir! May I have a word with you privately?" A police sergeant approached the lieutenant respectfully.

"Lead the way, sergeant!" The lieutenant responded.

The two then walked away from the press, hoping for a quiet conversation and leaving the press unanswered.

"What is it?" The lieutenant quickly inquired.

"Sir, the investigation claims this was not an attack by an enemy Yakuza."

"There are no bullet wounds or slashes around the bodies, it was clean except for the two alive." The sergeant carefully explained.

The lieutenant raised an eyebrow but still couldn't get straight to the facts.

"What are you really suggesting, sergeant?" The lieutenant impatiently asked.

The sergeant then looked to his left and his right to see if anyone was present near them.

"Sir, I think someone has a beef with us and the Mistress." The Sergeant quietly whispered.

"But who could that be?" Did you see any CCTVs inside or outside the ramen shop to catch the identity of our guy?" The lieutenant impatiently asked.

The sergeant shook his head.

"Nothing, sir."

The lieutenant sighed with disappointment in his face.

"We must catch this guy soon and deliver him to the Mistress herself." The lieutenant suggested.

"What did the Mistress say about this?" The sergeant questioned.

"Nothing as of now, but she won't take this well in her heart knowing the fact that her men were killed." The lieutenant nervously said.

Suddenly, a dozen armored and heavy SUVs entered the scene in such perfect formation. The press and the people around the scene quickly took notice of this and they were deeply disturbed, even though not knowing who they are.

But the police officers, investigators and forensics inside the crime scene knew who they were and were deeply spooked.

"Shit!" Lieutenant nervously exclaimed.

"Who are they, sir?" The puzzled sergeant asked.

"Fuck, this is not good. I sent them a message earlier that we, the police, should handle this one!" The lieutenant tensed.

"How is this not good, sir?"

The sergeant seemed not to grasp the situation.

"It's the fucking Lady in Pink, you idiot!" The lieutenant flamed the sergeant.

"And she's the most evil, vile and horrendous woman I've ever met." The lieutenant nervously added.

"Lady in Pink? Who's that?" The sergeant confusedly asked again.

"I thought it was the Mistress herself." The sergeant added.

"No, she doesn't come over some little, unimportant things unless it's a grave matter that she needs to attend to." The lieutenant explained.

Then, many dozens of armed and dangerous Yakuza members hurriedly got out their respective vehicles and gathered a blockade formation.

"Oh god, it's the Yakuzas!"

"Shit, let's get out of here!"

Fearing for the safety for their lives and not wanting to associate with the Yakuzas, the people and reporters hurriedly dispersed and stormed out of the scene.

"Sergeant."

"Yes, sir?" The sergeant quickly responded.

"Gather our men here and stop them from whatever they're doing inside the ramen shop."

"The Lady in Pink would be disappointed if she finds out our attention is anywhere but not on her." The lieutenant restlessly ordered.

"Hai!" The sergeant responded and left quickly to announce the lieutenant's order.

Then, one Yakuza member slid the middle SUV's door open, revealing a glowing, alluring and mysteriously attractive masked woman sitting like a queen inside the SUV.

She got out slowly and graciously from the SUV.

She was a woman with an average height, wearing only a casual bright pink kimono robe revealing her long, shapely and pale legs. Her hair was also the same color as her robe, light pink and long.

Though her identity unknown due to her wearing a pink mask that resembled a Japanese fox, one could assume this woman would take your heart away with her beauty, graceful composure, and her pale but bright and clear skin complexion.

As soon as the Lady in Pink stood in front of the many armed Yakuza members, they instantly bowed to the ground without hesitation.

The Lady in Pink then started to walk towards the crime scene, followed by her few Yakuza men.

The Lady in Pink was then greeted by the police officers, investigators, and forensic with their heads bowed like willful and submissive servants they were.

"We are at your disposal, your Lady in Pink!" The law enforcement forces screamed in unison.

"So...."

"Tell me who's responsible for this." The Lady in Pink calmy said with a soothing voice.

"Lady in Pink, our men were killed by someone who has a beef on us." The sergeant quickly spoke.

"Who?" The Lady in Pink calmly asked.

"That, we-we still couldn't te-tell, Lady in Pink." The sergeant stammered.

The Lady in Pink then took a deep breathe and without a hint of hesitation...

She swiftly reached for a pistol in one of her men's hands then...

Bang!.....

She shot the sergeant in cold blood, killing him instantly.