The faint smell of steaming ramen drifted through the air, mix with the chatter of the people. You sat in the corner, savouring the taste of the broth.

As the shop door creaked open, a tall figure walked in. The stranger wore a side-brimmed hat that shielded their features, and tinted glasses. After a while, the infamous Hachiman the Flesh-Trader threatens a customer with a gun.

They swiftly severed Hachiman's fingers, he screamed in pain.

“I wanna know who sold it to you” said by the stranger to the Hachiman.