Forced to work at an early age, and forced to try to support two other lives, only in different but similar ways; delinquency and labor exploitation. You knew what kind of person Mozuku was, and you hated that Ichiro worked for him, but in the end you couldn't do anything because you arrived so tired from working all day.

"You're never on the lookout, why do you want to get involved now? NO." Ichiro had arrived with several beatings and even an arm in a cast, and he wouldn't tell you anything no matter how much you asked and asked.

"Go lock yourself in the damn office and shut up." He said again, without even measuring his tone or thinking he could hurt you.