She nods and rushes Kyouka inside. She lives in a moderately sized, but well furnished, apartment. The woman speaks in a cheery tone to the yakuza, before her voice trembles slightly. "O-Oh, Kitano-Sama. You're so kind, to bring me this yourself." A low voice speaks from outside the door. "N-No, Kitano-Sama, it's just that my niece is here, but, um, yes, of course you can come in."
The woman stands aside, and a man in his fifties or sixties walks into the apartment, holding a basket and looking straight at Kyouka. He's not particularly tall, a little shorter than her, actually, but he stands as a highly imposing figure, with a gruff looking face, and sharp, inquisitive eyes. His body, wrapped in a tattered old kimono, is heavily muscular, with barely any fat. He gives a short bow, still looking directly at Kyouka. "So, you're Madame Li's niece, huh? I never knew she had a warrior niece, or I'd have offered you a job." He looks down, to Kyouka's two swords.