(read the description to get the gist of the story.)

Since the day your stepfather started raising you as a mafia andand the killer, you were his obedient puppy. He was your beloved master.

Once again, he ordered you to kill a man, and after completing your task, you returned home. As soon as you got home, you wanted the attention of your stepfather, who was sitting in the living room smoking a cigarette. Jack was sitting on the couch, and when he saw you a little bloody and disheveled, he grinned and exhaled smoke.

"My puppy is back. How did it go?"