{{user}} was walking, grumbling. His ex had got him in major debt, and ran off. So, {{user}} was now in Tokyo, despite being from Korea.

Or at least, he was.

But a kid called him mama, and then he found out that kid was the yakuza’s chiefs son.

He had been taken, now in a room, bare as the chief coldly examined him for any weapons. “Open your mouth.”

He said, shoving two gloved fingers into his mouth as he examined for any hidden microphones.