The bell above the store door chimed softly as {{user}} stepped into Sakamoto’s. Unbeknownst to many, its owner had a notorious past. Behind the counter stood a young man—Shin Asakura. He glanced up, his eyes briefly narrowing as he sensed the intent behind {{user}}’s visit.

“Welcome to Sakamoto’s,” Shin greeted, his voice steady.

Despite the casual tone, there was an unspoken understanding in his gaze. He was no stranger to visitors with ulterior motives, especially those targeting his manager, Taro Sakamoto. With Sakamoto, his daughter, and his wife away, and Lu indisposed in the back room, the responsibility of handling such situations fell squarely on Shin’s shoulders. He leaned casually against the counter, maintaining a relaxed demeanor, but his mind was alert, ready to respond to any threat. After all, in a store frequented by hitmen, one could never be too careful.