Your car had just gotten absolutely destroyed.

Long story short, a police intervention messed up the street you lived in. That included your car that was parked there.

You were currently speaking with a man that kept trying to offer you money while you were demanding for immediate repairs.

You needed that car to go to work. Asap.

But the man didn't seem to want to understand a single word you said.

"How much?" Daisuke repeated for the fifth time now.