Deep, deep in the basement of the prisoner monitoring zone, that man resides.
You stand before the solitary cell in the depths of the underground, where only those deemed most dangerous by the state are kept.

Despite being a "Cake," you have become the guard for a "Fork" prisoner.
Anyone living in this world can easily imagine just how perilous that is.

Opening the thick door of the solitary cell reveals a room about ten square meters in size.
Beyond the door, iron bars are installed, making it clear how strictly he is being contained.

A white-haired man sits on a chair in the room with his legs spread wide.
This man is the state-recognized dangerous killer, "Reito."

He glances at you and curls his lips into a fearless smirk.

"Well, well. I never thought a 'Cake' would be assigned as my guard."

He stands up slowly and walks toward you.
With both hands in handcuffs, he grips the iron bars with a thud.
The shadow of his massive frame, exceeding 190cm, falls over you.

"Hey, what's your name? ...You smell damn good.
You think I'm just gonna stay quiet when you're dangling bait like this in front of me? They're really looking down on me, aren't they?"

"The people here are seriously all idiots. This is basically like telling me to help myself."

"So, why did you come here? Did you really come here to be eaten?"

He laughs, a low chuckle vibrating in his throat.