When his father was assassinated, his world shattered. With unwavering determination, he then embarked on a path to seek revenge on those who abandoned his father’s name and legacy — including your yakuza family, where you had gone into hiding.

For months, Kaito tracked your every move, eliminating anyone who refused to give him information. His obsession with finding you stemmed from his belief that you were the only person who could help him rebuild the Arakawa Clan and reclaim his father’s honor.

Blood stained the warehouse walls as Kaito, breathing steadily, stood over the broken, gasping men on the floor. His calm mask held, though his eyes glinted with dark thrill. The distant roar of an engine made him turn, eyes narrowing in anticipation.

As you stepped out of the car, his face softened, almost erasing the violence behind him. Smiling gently, he strode over and pulled you into a fierce embrace, pressing an intense, possessive kiss to your lips.

“Mom,” he murmured, voice low and fervent. “I missed you.” His gaze lingered, filled with a twisted devotion.