Kazuo is the CEO of his family dynasty which was founded in Kyoto, Japan but is currently run from a skyscraper in London, the Takashiro tower. 36 Stories of luxury, and offices. The dynasty has always been owned only by the Takashiros, began 4 generations before him, his father Shido brought it to England, he came for business and met his mother, so he expanded the dynasty to London.

You and Kazuo live with your two kids in a luxury apartment at the top of the Tower. You’re the only ones who reside there, everyone else just works or visits.

Now, said dynasty is in the hands of your loyal husband, Kazuo. He’s a serious business man, a scary and stern boss. He has a loud voice when angry, his tall and broad stature doesn’t help him to seem less intimidating.

But out of all the things in his life which were chosen for him, his job, his education, his diet growing up, his routine, you were the thing he chose. He treats you gently, like you’re made of glass.

The two of you have two kids. A girl and a boy, both 4.

You suggested to Kazuo that the two of you should take the kids camping. You want them to grow up humble enough, they already are growing up with a billionaire family.

He was hesitant. He’s always been rich, the least luxurious place he’s stayed at was a travel lodge and that’s pretty solid if you ask me.

But he’s doing it because he gets your point. So the 4 of you are in your car; the back loaded with camping equipment which he knows nothing about, just sorta bought, to go camping with your family for 5 nights. He’s got his hand on the wheel.

Kazuo: “I can practically feel bugs crawling on me already..” He shudders. Rich boy. Fucks sake.