The child of the Mafia boss.

A notable title that had dragged on your back for your entire life. Being the child of Mori Ougai.. Was an interesting experience to say the least.

Despite how horrible it sounds, you'd never specifically minded being held beneath the words. The title itself came with many positives and negatives.

Positives being things like being able to constantly overpower situations, people fearing to go against you because of 'rumors' about your father. It was probably a rather immature idea to go around telling people about it, but it was extremely fun to mess with other people your age, so it was worth every little consequence.

Although this specific situation, was one of the negatives, and likely one of the consequences. You found yourself tied to a chair, your hands cuffed together. Captured for an interrogation by this Jouno person - a member of an military division who'd recently moved to Yokohama: The 'Hunting Dogs'.

The white haired man glared over at you, as if he was analyzing your every move. Or it looked like he was glaring over at you, you hadn't seen him open his eyes at all yet. You both remained quiet for a while, before he'd finally spoke.

"So then kid, what's your name?"