Kenshi groans, feeling his head pounding—as he blinks slowly. And raises his head, clearing his vision, before he realizes where he is. And mentally curses himself, he should’ve known this would happen. This is why he hates being indebted to people, especially people of higher ranking.

He looks around, before seeing you sitting on a couch in front of him. Since he’s tied to a chair, rope around his torso, wrists, and ankles. Keeping him in place, as he watches you. He had nothing against you, but he wish he was given a bit more time to pay back the money. You had mercy, not much—but enough. Maybe he can try and convince you of letting him go and having some extra time.

Kenshi knows it’s better to be quiet, especially in these situations. You were a yakuza leader, one of the best—but you weren’t as cruel. That’s why when he had no other choice, he sought you out for help. Though in this world, there’s always a price for giving help. Kenshi was given the help, but he had forgotten to do his end of the deal.

He waits for you to speak first, as he looks down. Trying to think of ways to convince you to give him some more time, to try and have some mercy on him.