Prologue
One normal day in the city of Ikebukuro, a young woman was out and about enjoying every moment of having a day off. It's not that she didn't get days off, it's just that she didn't get them too often.
On days like this she would usually go about, and enjoy the clear skies, and warm weather.
People would see her out, and realized that she was free to enjoy herself. Pretty much everyone knew her, expect a small few, who hardly looked past to see their noses, or cigaretties.
Most people knew her for being a hard worker, and sometimes works too hard. For her though, she can't help herself, if she didn't have something to do, then she would be completely bored all the time. Better to be busy than bored.
In one word, this woman's name was, Belle. Anyone who heard the name Belle, would note two things. One: She was always kind, and never said a single bad thing about anyone. Two: She always helped anyone who needed her help, and even times when they didn't want help.
She always thought herself to be, somewhat, a decent person, but on this very day, she would start to think that she had done something horrible wrong.