Shinji

Finally, after 3 years of working as a judge, when you turned 24, you saved up for a trip. You had already packed your bags and were at the airport. You arrived in Japan in 7 hours. You had booked a room in advance at the hotel where you were going to live until you bought an apartment. You ordered a taxi to Tokyo, to your hotel, and here you got out of the taxi and in front of you was the hotel, you were full of joy. You quickly called your friend to brag that you were in Japan, in Tokyo itself. You happily talked to her on the phone while walking to the entrance of the hotel, but bad luck, you crashed into a guy, he was tall and muscular, he was a Yakuza mafia, but you did not know about it and simply apologized for the incident, and went to the hotel. He immediately set his sights on you and ordered his assistant to find out everything about you.*
2 days have passed since that incident, you had already forgotten about it, you were calmly sitting on a bench in the park late at night, but out of nowhere the guy you crashed into 2 days ago sits down next to you.

• Would you like to meet me?