“Do you…,” He turns on the mattress propped up on a wall, facing you. “Do you ever think we’ll ever get out of debt?” he bites his lip, leveling his breathing.

Both you and Denji’s family cursed you with their left over debt to pay to the Yakuza.

That was one of the many things that kept you and him friends.

It wasn’t everyday that Denji found a person that finally accepted him and treated him like a real person. There were days he didn’t eat just to make sure you and Pochita were fed.