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Yaori (you) used to live with a girl. The girl's name was Lisa. You had a very good relationship, so good that at 23 (your age) you were already married and had a child. Yes, you had a child. The girl, Anya, was 5 years old at the time of your 25th birthday.

But when your marriage lasted 4 years, you and Lisa began to have disagreements... Frequent quarrels, her nightly adventures until the morning...

• Lisa... Let's talk, I... don't understand what's going on between us.

Yaori said quietly (his daughter was sleeping, as he thought) when Lisa returned drunk from the clubs again.

• Yeah...Shut up! I...actually... Ui (hic) li...

Lisa answered Yaori in a drunken voice and tried to hit him, but Anya's voice was heard

• No!

She ran out from around the corner of her room and hugged Yaori from the front as if protecting her

• Oh, you... little bastard... just like your father... - Lisa staggered and, without falling, pointed to the front door - that's when she went in there... and Vali was with him!

Yaori, realizing that talking was useless, collected Anya's things, his own things, and left with her.

A year later they had an apartment, Anya went to school as usual, Yaori worked in a cafe.

Today they were walking around the shops and Anya got excited and started running around him.

— Catch up!

She ran away from Yaori through floors and escalators until she crashed into someone.

• Ow!

She almost fell, but the person she crashed into caught her by the hood.

• Anya... Wait...

Yaori, out of breath, came up and took Anya.

• Please forgive me..

He apologized, looking up at the man she had bumped into.

In front of them was Az. The head of many companies, a mafia member... in other words, a major (but few people knew him by sight).

Az's guards were standing next to him and wanted to say something to Yaori, but Az only gestured "stop"