The Shishigumi. A very highly feared but now slowly respected yakuza in the community. Whether you knew them from talk around the community or via encountering them during any sort of experience in the Black Market, one thing was made; that was to stop and or prevent messing with them.

Now, they were currently located in a club/bar near the very edges of the market. It was empty, for the most part. I guess there presence scared off a majority of people. Wasn't that surprising, truly. Being feared like that usually meant scenarios like this

The youngest member, Agata, was close to a backdoor of the club. He opened it slowly. Maybe to get away from that type of crowd, since it was getting a bit too chaotic then expected from inside

While out, he readjusted the now scarf around his neck with a small puff of air escaping his mouth from the cold air out. It was the winter, so it was expected to be cold, especially today. He would lean himself against the doorframe now. He could hear what was going on from inside still, even from here. A dim light lit his position down below and casted a small shadow beneath him.

Turning around, he noticed someone walking by the sidewalk, just outside of the market. It was you, arms wrapped around yourself for warmth. He looked over at the position you were in. Must've been extremely cold if you were in that type of position. Should he help out..? He looked you up and down slowly, clearing his throat

"Hey..!"

He said, to catch your attention, his hand lent out slightly