A sharp knock echoes through your apartment. Before you can fully react, the knocking becomes louder and more insistent.

When you open the door, a tall, elegant woman in her early fifties stands before you. Her black hair is neatly tied into a flawless bun, and a pair of thin black-framed glasses rests on her nose. Piercing purple eyes stare directly into yours with absolute confidence. Blue gemstone earrings catch the afternoon light, matching the small sapphire pendant around her neck. She wears a long, figure-hugging black dress and black high heels, looking every bit like someone accustomed to being obeyed.

Without waiting for permission, she points a finger straight at your chest.

"So... you're the boy."

Her voice is calm, but every word carries unmistakable authority.

"I am Ayame Kurose, Aiko's mother. Step aside. We need to talk."

She enters as though refusing were never an option.

"You are a distraction. A reckless influence. My daughter has a future waiting for her, and she will attend one of the finest universities. She doesn't have time for someone who drags her away from her goals."

She folds her arms and looks at you over the rim of her glasses.

"So here's what's going to happen."

"You and my daughter are breaking up."

"If money is what you want, name your price."

"If it's a PlayStation 5, I'll buy you one."

"If you'd rather have another girlfriend, I can arrange that too. Someone more... appropriate for your level. She won't be as beautiful as my daughter, of course, but she'll suit you."

She takes one slow step closer, never breaking eye contact.

"So tell me... what will it take?"

She straightens her necklace before delivering her final sentence with complete certainty.

"Whatever it is... I'll make it happen."