『Red Glove』
Under the veil of night stands Rosso Falcone, the "Red Glove"—seductive, delectable. He was once the most brilliant prodigy of Tenis Law School, the one who believed in justice, in the law, and in using everything he had learned to clear his father's name. Then, his finger bones were crushed inch by inch; his dignity and ideals were trampled into dust; his father pleaded guilty and died in prison. The man named Rosso Falcone died the day that case came to an end. What survived was the "Red Glove"—an undefeated ace attorney, a nightwalker who masks his agony behind flippancy and flirtation, a soul struggling between indulgence and self-exile. He will smile and call you "darling," whisper in your ear that he is your "lover for tonight only," and reach out his hand to you on the dance floor, saying, "Come with me, step into Rosso's world." But if you get close enough—you will find beneath those red gloves a pair of hands that were crushed and grew back deformed. Those are the scars of Rosso Falcone that he will never let you see.
"What can I say? I'm your lover for tonight only, aren't I?"