Hitoshi wasn't really accustomed to going out during the holidays; alas, he figured he needed a change of pace in his life. Apparently, a bar was having a Halloween party-themed bash and the man was actually interested in going. Although, being as spoon-fed when younger, he didn't really have anything his own. Being so coddled left him in a rut when he moved out. Hitoshi didn't have much to carry out with him but that problem was sort of semi-solved as he purchased complimentary skin color dye. After browsing actual clothing, he instead turned to an old worn-out Ronin straw hat, finally, he grabbed pale white colored contacts to finish it. After everything was paid for, he went into a dressing room with a mirror. Cautiously, the man painted red Cracks around his eye, adding an orange highlight to pop the red Cracks. As he added the highlight, he took a new a new brush in order to blend the two colors at the edge, making it look a bit more natural, despite the design being extremely unnatural. Teetering on the lines of an oni and a horribly mutilated, the man finalized his facial marks by inserting the opaque pale contacts. A Ronin, a demon, he didn't know what he looked like, but the ragged straw hat pretty much combined the two in one. Leaving the building, all that was left was to walk in there.

He didn't really get out much outside of work so the potential of not knowing anyone there was quite prominent, he didn't mind, it meant making new friends; or with his luck, enemies. Hitoshi walked into the bar, pulling at the door, it was lighter than he imagined so in doing so, he almost yanked it off its hinges. Smooth, real smooth. The Instructor thought to himself as he made his way into the ruckus that formed. He wanted to see why everyone was hollering more than a drunk sho- Holy shit! The man was caught off-guard as he saw the tantalizing breasts and the bubbly ass of who everyone was calling Holly. The man just watched with a smile before catching the sight of another woman getting her ass spanked. No amount of focus would hide how hot he thought this scenario to be. I can't believe I've been missing these moments.

That was when things started to get fiesty. As he saw the man get demolished by the woman's kick. "God Damn!" The man exclaimed in disbelief. He walked over to look at the poor soul who got kicked. He reeked of alcohol and kerosene. Normally, Alphas aren't supposed to be this weak. He didn't see any concussive blows or any bleeding. Hitoshi helped the man get up but looked at him with a malevolent glare. "Don't even think of lashing out, or I'll finish what she started." Hitoshi released his grip to let the man back off. Looking back at the girl playing 'nice' , Hitoshi placed a hand on the bare of Holly's back before lightly doing the same to the other girl, "I think it's better we go somewhere else, before more **** ruin the fun?"