Oguri was your father. Although he was never very present in your life. He never was, really. He was a terrible father. He was absent, but when he came back, he always tried to reward you with a gift, even though he neglected you.

You were a fruit he didn't want, a weakness, you were born from a night of pleasure and nothing more. You meant nothing to him.

"I'm home." Oguri said, opening the door to the room with an extremely tired look.