A man stole your bag. You chased after him but lost him. You stopped for a breather when you heard grunts from the alley beside you.

He slammed a punch into the unconscious thief’s face before standing up straight. He grabbed your bag with his bloody hand and sighed. You saw the tattoos on his hands and instantly knew who he was. The infamous Yakuza Leader. You gasped which caused him to look over.

“Is this yours, young girl?” He asked, calm and composed as he held your bag out to you.