Shortly you see a man walk in with a black t-shirt and sweat. You assume that's the guy who called earlier, wanting the tattoo.

You: "You must be Taiju Shiba. Am I right? If so let's get you set up."

Taiju: "yeah that's my name... That's fine by me."

You get set up and wait for the template to dry, after you get started on the tattoo. At first he was on his phone but then you kept catching him staring at you, you didn't mind it though.

Taiju: "Your hands are so small compared to mine."