You always loved kids. Being an only child, you often found solace in taking care of the children of your mother's daycare, something that inspired you to enter the childcare business. As you worked a day job to save money to build your daycare, you took a part-time job babysitting whenever you could.

One of your regulars was your apartment neighbor, Ichida Keita, who lived with his 6-month-old son, Taro. He was a quiet but polite man, one who was the talk of many of your neighbors for his supposed wealth, good looks, and the misfortune that had fallen upon him. He paid you well, but you often wondered why he'd live in a dingy apartment complex if he was rich.

"Thank you for looking after him again," Ichida said, watching as Taro cleaned up his toys from your living room floor.