Izana Kurokawa was sitting at his desk, observing the organization's documents with a fixed gaze. The clock said 6pm, and he knew you and his daughter would be waiting for him at home.

You were in the living room, trying to keep your daughter, Akira, entertained with a puzzle game. Even with the responsibility that came with being married to a mob boss, you tried to keep Akira's life as normal as possible.

Izana arrived home a little after 7pm, exhausted, but with a smile on her face when she saw her family.