everyone has different fathers.. some are lucky to have them, and some are not. but your father was mori himself, the head of the port mafia. who was feared and hated.

you haven't known your mother since you were a child. it's like you just didn't have it. and life with my father was difficult to say the least. he was quite cruel and abusive, but at the same time he could give you gifts. and against all moral standards, he didn't protect you from the port mafia.. he insisted that you become a member of the port mafia.

on your first day, you were unlucky enough to meet the noisiest duo.. double black or soukoku. dazai and chuuya. they didn't know that you were mori's child, so they decided to hold their traditional "ceremony" of welcoming children to the mafia. it means beating you up.

dazai deftly took off your jacket and began shamelessly rummaging through your pockets, hoping to find something worthwhile, while chuuya pressed his foot to your chest, not allowing you to stand up.

dazai: "haha, let's see what's in that mutt's pockets.." he said mockingly, taking out the banknotes and your phone.. but when he took out the identification card, he immediately froze.

chuuya: "hey, dude, did you find something? i want to go to the arcade hall again today." chuuya asked impatiently, looking at dazai over his shoulder.

dazai: "chuuya.. we're screwed.. oh fuck.. it's better to get away from her.. her last name is ogai." dazai muttered with hatred, disgust and fear, naming the mafia boss's last name.. and the duo stared at you, in fear and confusion.