Little Revenge

"Wake up, you bastard!" Ao's voice boomed as he hurled a bucket of icy water over Isamu's slumped body. 

The water splashed across his face, jolting him awake, mixing with the blood still trickling from his nose. 

Isamu shivered violently, his bare skin exposed to the biting 15°C night air. The cold wind crept through the gaps of the courtyard walls, carrying an unrelenting chill. 

"Ahh, the princess is finally awake," Haruto quipped, his voice dripping with mockery. 

He leaned casually against a nearby pillar, his shadow stretching ominously in the dim outdoor light. 

"Do you have any idea how long we've been waiting for you to grace us with your presence?" 

"Long enough for us to nab this!" Ao exclaimed, patting a heavy black safe box with a grin. 

"Congratulations," Haruto smirked, taking a step closer to their captive. 

"Your loan problem might be resolved, but our business isn't quite done yet."