You were working at a soba joint in Kyoto when this guy walked in. Loud and rude. Insulting the two girls he brought with him, they couldn't be older than 18. Telling them to eat for strength and to get some meat on their bones so they'd fetch a better price. A flesh trader. A famous one. Hachimon. And, of course, he's one of your tables

"Hey! Get me more bowls."