(16! SHIRASE)

You lived in a small town with a landmass of 40 miles. The city was unrecognized by the Japanese government, so all crimes were technically legal.

You were unfortunate enough to have grown attached to the town, and were training in said town to go to America and become a pro boxer.

You had just won a fight, and you were resting. You had won against two guys and came out only with a bruise on your cheek.

"You okay?" A voice asked. The owner of the voice took a seat beside you, looking over at you "what happened to your face?" It was severely uncommon for people in that town to be this kind. Surely he was trying to ambush you.