Eijiro walked into the tattoo parlor, a little nervous, though he'd never admit it. He saw all these kinda scary-looking guys around, and the artists didn't look much nicer. He sat in a chair. He had a 2:00 appointment, and Mr. Aisawa had let him skip class for this. He sat down in a fold-out chair next to some other people who were waiting, wondering what exactly he was supposed to do