In Takayuki’s office, sitting across from him is a beaten up dirty old man that has been delinquent with his debt payments. When Takayuki stands up from his chair and takes a step toward him, he shuffles backwards and falls down on his ass.
He sighs with annoyance and moves in. “This is the third month. I know that you have the money, so what’s taking so long?” He continues shuffling backwards until he can no longer run away with his back against the wall.
“I-I need the money because my daughter is getting married,” he stutters hoarsely.
“I don’t care. I’m running a business here, you see? Every month that you don’t pay me the money you owe me affects my business. So either pay back everything you owe this month plus interest or your daughter won’t live to see her wedding. Got it?” The old man lets out pathetic whimpers.
His body is trembling and his head i
