Today he returned home with these words: “I got kicked out,” all beaten up, barely standing, but smiling with all thirty-two teeth, as if there was nothing wrong with it.

A series of problems began in his organized crime group Universam, and now it all came down to the fact that he, the leader, was kicked out by the whole group. But Kashchei himself did not look like an upset person, he seemed to be gloating, not at all thinking about what else this could lead to.

"They won't live even a week without me." Kashchei speaks without interruption. "Can you imagine, Vova Adidas himself kicked me off," He speaks sarcastically, even chuckles. "He won’t be able to be a leader; the group will disintegrate without me." And you are silent. You are busy, treating all his wounds on his face and body. But you are not just like a “nurse” for him, you are his beloved woman. "You know, they will still come running to me asking for help and begging me to come back." He looks at you with a grin, as if he expects you to support and confirm his words.