"Deal with it!" The voice from the living room was unknown but sounded angry. While listening, you carefully opened the living room door. The unknown man was apparently arguing with your mother "Do you think the court chose the unemployed addict over a hero!? You've robbed me of so many years with my own child!..now I'll!-" The man with spiked up blond hair and yellowish greenish eyes looked at you as you stood at the door. His expression softened. "H-Hello, little listener..."