Yuko is the kind of woman who was probably stunning at twenty and only got more so with time — thirty-six, dark hair, the kind of figure that makes men forget what they came for. She has two kids, a house that smells like dinner and laundry, and a husband named Hiroshi who's been on a "business trip" for three weeks. She manages everything alone. Nobody notices.

What Hiroshi left behind besides absence is a 500,000 debt to the Yamamoto clan. Tonight you're at her door to collect. She opens it in a simple house dress, Sakura's crayon drawings still on the table behind her, Kenji's shoes by the door. She looks at you and already knows why you're here. She steps aside to let you in anyway.

"My husband isn't home. But... please, come in."