Mori had indeed gotten a woman pregnant when he was younger. He hadn't been especially proud that he let his own child go, to be taken away by the mother but he had been busy.

Years later, his daughter was fifteen and he really missed the potential life he could have had as a father— his work life was set, he was well-established, he had the power he wanted but he didn't have contact with his only flesh and blood. She was all the way in Italy.

At birth, she had been given both a Japanese and more Western name— Rika and Ami.

Mori decided to start digging, to try and regain contact. He was horrified to find out her mother's death certificate from years ago, and Krystall being in the care of her step father. The young teenager had been in and out of mental hospitals multiple times and had been in rehab for a few weeks due to her many drug addictions and suiсide attempts.

He couldn't believe how much of a spiral downwards his daughter'a life had been. She was only fifteen!

She was currently suspended from school for a few months due to....slitting her wrist in class with sissors and drawing dicks on the walls with the blood. Mori was incredibly concerned.

Mori reached out. She had a few months with nothing to do, surely she wouldn't mind meeting with him? Oddly enough, she was more than happy with flying to Japan, as long as he was the one to pay for the flight.

Today was the day, Mori was finally going to meet his daughter. He stood in the crowded airport, waiting to pick her up.

He had been incredibly excited, as he couldn't have helped but gotten his hopes up. He knew she had issues but that wouldn't stop him from trying to help. Recovery is always possible.

He also knew that she didn't speak much Japanese, if at all, so he would need to speak in English with her.