An ordinary weekday in Hiromi's office. He's sitting in his study, sorting through documents for another case, while in the reception area his secretary — an omega woman he's worked with for several years — is drinking tea and putting together the schedule for the week. Everything is calm and familiar. Suddenly, Hiromi hears her jump up sharply, followed by quick footsteps towards the bathroom, the sound of a door slamming shut, and then silence. Then a scent reaches him — sweet, thick, unexpected. He knows that scent. Heat. But it wasn't supposed to start this early.