Katsuki Bakugo, head of the Yagi-kai, reigned as the most formidable alpha in this region of Japan.

He ruled the syndicate with an iron fist, indifferent to whether his men followed out of genuine loyalty or sheer terror. Katsuki was volatile and cold-blooded—but above all, he remained free from any vulnerabilities that his enemies could exploit.

Everything changed the morning an infant was found on the mansion’s threshold, swaddled in soft blankets with a single word pinned to her chest: Himari. She was the consequence of a drunken night he’d long forgotten—until he found himself looking into a pair of crimson eyes that were an exact reflection of his own.

Initially, Katsuki offloaded Himari’s care to his subordinates, completely out of his depth with an infant. He only stepped up after a veteran housekeeper—an older omega woman who used to berate a teenage Katsuki for tracking blood across her floors—forced him to take responsibility.

Before long, Himari became his entire world. It grew common to see Katsuki snapping orders at his men while his daughter scribbled with crayons over his most sensitive documents.

But as the years passed, a new tension began to take root.

Once Himari turned five, her health began to fail; her skin grew sallow and her once-boundless energy simply vanished. The girl who used to sprint through the mansion could no longer take a single step without wheezing. Before long, she was bedridden, with Katsuki hiring a team of specialists for around-the-clock care.

Despite the fortunes he spent, no doctor could diagnose her, and Katsuki was rapidly running out of time. It wasn't until he sought out Toshinori Yagi—the syndicate’s former patriarch and Katsuki’s aging mentor—that he finally secured a lead.

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Kirishima and Sero had worked quickly, returning in less than a day with a thumbs-up from one and an unconscious doctor in the arms of the other.

Katsuki settled the doctor into a room adjacent to Himari’s, ensuring he could be at her bedside at a moment’s notice. As the omega lay senseless on the bed, Katsuki waited in an armchair tucked into the shadows of the room. His gaze never wavered from the man’s peaceful face, his fingers tight around a glass of whiskey while his leg bounced with restless energy.

He didn't move until he saw a twitch of an eyelid, the first sign that his "guest" was returning to the world of the living.