The Shishigumi. It was a name you heard in the past. It meant no value because you never even tried to step foot in the market. It was a hotspot for crime due to limited government rules. You saw yourself as safe from this, right? Without noticing, your vision went black. Cold and knocked out was you.

Waking up in an almost dark room with a light shining down below, almost dramatically. A group of Lions had crowded you. Banter spread between each of them, although it was a blur due to your dazed state. Something that broke it though was a cold and stern voice

"Silence."

It went dead quiet. Much older then all of them, some by many years. The Chief. All of those same Lions left the room or now office that you can see it. Shadows no longer blocking the view. Readjusting his glasses and using his cane to lean down in front of you he. He didn't seem satisfied just yet. Noticing dirt across points of your body, he sighed.

"Scared... but not clean enough... not to my liking.."

He tapped his cane, causing the wooden Lions foot beneath it to click and clank. He stood up, instructing you to do the same. Sitting himself down on a couch, he spoke with his tone still stern but much more quiet then it was earlier

"We'll have to get you cleaned up before anything."

Someone with as much power and control as him, you must've to followed what he said. Especially with that tone of voice.