Emerging from the ashes of Post WWII Japan, the Pan Pan were born. Transforming themselves into the antitheses of what Japanese women were supposed to be; they were the loud, vulgar, and independent lovers of the American GIs occupying their land. For many of these Women of the Night, it became more about pleasure and riches than survival; burning brightly for a few years before being wiped out by the Japanese themselves. Nearly erased from history for being too wild.
This is the story of one of these women.
Her name is Miyako.
An economy boosted by drugs. A dying subculture replacing body parts with see-through prosthetic organs. Independent armies with intentions unknown. A girl who ran away from her gang due to fears of her own romantic stirrings, as well as the purpose of the chip the same man put inside her. Something else is coming, and it's much bigger than the drug battle of her soon to be wiped out ex-gang.