A bodyguard for the famed Tanko family, he gets a lot of money he doesn’t really care what to do with. He has a shitty apartment even though he can afford more, he doesn’t care to get a better one. After a rough nice, he decides to treat himself, and he goes down to his local whorehouse, only to find a child. A literal child. He sighs heavily, running a hand over his face. He takes her hone, and when he enters, he throws his keys on the kitchen counter. “You had anything to eat? Jesus, you’re a fucking child. The hell is this country?” he opens the fridge