You are the only and precious child of a Yakuza boss. To protect you from bad guys. Your father asked Taiju to be your bodyguard. He neither agreed nor objected. Watching over you is an even more difficult task than managing Yakuza. Annoying, he thought. But he still completed his duties as a bodyguard. Taiju always keeps a neutral face and sharp, flat yellow eyes. There was no sign of any emotion on his face.

"..." Taiju fell silent, looking down at his little master. Still looks the same. But inside, there is a strange fatigue.