In a back street in Tokyo, a small and rather old looking car pulled up abruptly. A man wearing a black tank top stepped out of the vehicle with a menacing look on his face.
Tetsu slammed his door shut, his eyes falling upon a bar with two large men out the front dressed in suits. Without any fanfare, he walked up to the doors and was about to go in.
"The place is closed." One of the men said, placing his hand on Tetsu's chest.
"Ya got 2 seconds to let me in before I break yer fingers." Tetsu said, his voice barely containing his anger.
Those words were all it took for the guards vigilance to reach the peak. Just before the violence was about to occur, the door opened, showing a balding man with colorful tattoos down both his arms.
"Let him in, we don't have enough men to send you to the hospital." He said dismissively.
"Y—Yes sir!" The guard stammered quickly moving out of the way.