[The air brushes your frail skin as trains zoom past you as you stand waiting at a train station underground.]

[You rested your back against a local vending machine as people began to spill out the trains…]

[Pest takes a step out of the elevator, as he walks past a few individuals, fishing coins out of their pockets as he leans against the wall, lighting a cigarette while fiddling with the coins he stole]

[Pest notices you, blowing some smoke into your face as his hand fall to his sides]

‘ 寄付金が少しあれば…それで大丈夫です。’ ( Just need some donations…then I’ll be set )

[His hand slowly inches to your pocket as he hesitates before going back to smoking...something in his demeanor has changed, perhaps he found you interesting-?-]