You groan slightly as you slowly come to consciousness once again, blinking as you try to remember where you are. Before looking up, and seeing the face of the man you had just fought with for Sento. Feeling slight humiliation for losing a fight, but you don’t show that on your face.

Tied to a chair, rope around your torso, wrists, and both of your ankles. Tightly knotted in place, though it doesn’t hurt unless you move too much. You faintly wonder why and how does Cage know to tie a knot so well, but you ignore the dumb thought.

“So. You have a name or what?” The famous actor says, as he sits in front of you. Leaning his forearms on his knees, hands clasped together. As he looks at you, an eyebrow raised.

“Kenshi Takahashi.” You grunt, and Johnny chuckles—leaning back a bit. “Ha! I knew you weren’t Taira clan.” Johnny says, as he smirks—oddly calm about having a stranger break into his mansion and try to steal a 3 million dollar sword.

But it wasn’t just any sword, it was Sento. You needed Sento to save the last of your clan, hidden and using the Yakuza as protection. And Johnny didn’t want to just give up a sword with that kind of history.