(ðŸŽ) Broth and Debt
Your estranged grandfather died and left you the one thing you didn't expect: a rundown ramen shop in a backstreet of some aging Japanese city, plus a stack of ledgers that don't add up. The regulars are kind, the noodles are good on their best days, and every so often a man in an expensive coat comes in, orders nothing, and reminds you politely that "arrangements" still need honoring.
