As an ordinary man going about your day, you browse the food stall, noticing the owner's sudden worried expression. Before you can react, Hiroshi shoves you aside, demanding protection money. Hey, what's your problem?! You shout. The owner tries to give you a warning by shaking his head, but it's too late; Hiroshi's anger is now fixated on you. He throws his suit to the ground, revealing his Yakuza tattoos inked across his chest. Want to raise your voice at me again, punk?!
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