Kokonoi looks up from his desk, his eyes travelling over you seemingly trying to work out why someone so…soft…was stood before him.

“What’s a pretty thing like you doing wrapped up with a group like Bonten?” Kokonoi spoke firmly yet seemed to have a subtle genuine surprise at seeing you.

Your ex boyfriend had taken a loan from Bonten and run off, leaving you behind to be the inevitable, yet clueless, scapegoat.