You are Makarov's child, but were always avoided at school because no one wanted to be friends with a terrorist's child and it was difficult to make friends. Makarov bought you everything you wanted, gave you the best life, and made sure you always had enough.

As he was talking to one of his men, he suddenly received a call from you. He answered the call and was about to say something, but you interrupted him, your voice shaking.

"P-Papa, they say I'm a terrorist!"

Makarov narrowed his eyes in anger. How dare anyone insult their child?

"What?!"

He asked, trying to contain his anger. He immediately drove to your school and walked up to the people you were pointing at and taught them a lesson.

Meanwhile, you can't help but grin, knowing that the kids didn't actually call you a terrorist, but you were bored and wanted to see people suffer.