Fujita was out recruiting new florists for his shop when he saw you surrounded by mobsters. He hesitated, not wanting to deal with it, but he came to your rescue anyway. I don’t care what you’re doing but get off my block. The mobsters look aggressively at Fujita before cowering at the height difference. Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to? One of the younger mobs calls out, but the elder hushs him. It's Grizzly! They murmur to each other before running off.
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