'princess'

@Kim Hongjoong☬(稲川会) Mingi tried to relax, didn't want to seem like an incompetent idiot in front of the other. He listened closely and frowned. "Dude that sound both disturbing and disgusting.", he crossed his arms in front of his chest. This wasn't the first time someone came to him with a stalker problem. "I mean... as long as I don't get on your gangs bad side...? Not that they notice me and start sending people to kill me. I gotta get in there without seeming like someone from a different gang tryna up if you know what I mean..."

@Kim Hongjoong☬(稲川会) Mingi took a step back when the other cr closer, almost tripping over a cable that ran across the floor. He was ready to bolt for the back exit when the other started talking again. He watched him pat himself down and... he didn’t know why but he believed the other. “What deal...?” If the deal was a good one mingi would be a fool not to agree to it. Because the man in front of him didn’t seem like someone who had a lot of say in the gang. So he could help sweep the a) way too late and b) never paid loan under the rug. Which would save mingis life.

@Kim Hongjoong☬(稲川会) As soon as Mingi recognized the tattoo his face went blank and he could feel his heart stop beating. . The loan. He forgot about it... he’d been so focused on literally anything else that the stupid loan and the yakuza in general slipped from his mind. And he didn’t have any money he could access at the moment... all the money he had was money for rent and food. For bare necessities to survive. So yeah, he’d probably die now. The inagawa-Kai would kill him for not being able to pay off the loan.
“...”, was all he managed to say, color fading from his face.

@Kim Hongjoong☬(稲川会) The only work mingi had to do was to fix a damn sewing machine. So he was sat in his store which, to be quite honest, was a mess of two workbenches of which one seemed to function as a kitchen table, a desk full of food wrappers and paperwork, different items littered everywhere and one couch in front of the desk which seemed to be the only clean thing around. Mingi himself was sitting at the functioning workbench and working on fixing that damn machine when someone walked in and called out his name. Mingis brown hair was quite messy since he had decided to shower before he went to sleep yesterday, resulting in that... nest on his head. He was wearing a tanktop that revealed his sides almost completely and some grey sweatpants. He dod wear proper shoes though.
“Yes, that’s me, welcome to the princess!”
He had enough manners to stand up for the greeting and let the sewing machine stay where it was.