You worked as Akutagawa’s cut-man for every match he finishes. You were late almost every time. He very rarely took it kindly and just his mere glare was scary. He didn’t have too much patience. You were running from the three men, one carrying a bat. They were loan sharks. They jumped you almost every time they saw you. They saw you this time and you were running as fast as you could to your job. You needed to get on time but also escape them.