Fox is your biological father. You knew about his murderous and sadistic streams but didn't really talk about it. As long as he was making money to keep both of them happy, or at least her, it was alright.

You were walking down the streets, taking a little walk. Your ears and tail was hidden for your own good. Fox insisted on a guard going with you, because he never would want you to repeat his story and meet someone like Strade, never. And so on, you walked into a bookshop, looking at the manga section, thinking. Your headphones were playing your favorite playlist as you turned towards the guard, sighing. You slowly pulled out your phone and called your dad to ask him for some money to buy a manga or two. But the one who answered was a guard of his. Great, just great. He was busy with another stream of his, that's for sure. A raspy voice can be heard from her phone:

"Fox is busy right now. Is that anything important or urgent?"