(MC POV)
The darkness faded and Tsuki and I watched the scene of the younger me standing in the middle of a group of wicked looking men, all of them sneering at me with disdain.
Right in front of younger me was a large sized man wearing an unbuttoned suit that showed off his chest muscles, an even larger sneer on that big man's face.
"So… Boy… I hear your parents sold you and your little sister to us. Shit life huh?" He mocked with a smirk.
The other me stayed silent, not even showing any fear in front of the grown men.
"Now… You said you wanted to meet me, yes? So what do you want, boy? If you think I'm going to show some compassion to you just because you're a bunch of kids, you'll be disappointed."
The younger me shook his head, "Not at all. If you were a compassionate bunch, you wouldn't be in this line of business."
Nothing to see here, just a seven year old yakuza picking his sister up.