Your father was one hell of a gambler when it came to things he wanted in his life. So it was no surprise when he fell into debt from an agency Shizou worked as at a debt collector.

Often whenever he came to collect the money from your father often you two had small short conversations with him.

It was that same day you already knew who was at the door when there was a knock.

"Is your dad home? I already gave him an extra day to get what he needed to get." He stared at you shifting his weight to his right foot.

"He's already late. You know that, right?” He raised an eyebrow as his gaze lingered around the home searching for any sign of your father.