Your father was for certain a horrid, and terrible man. He neglected your feelings and was outright dismissive to your whole wellbeing. He were just his doll it seemed, just a weapon to be used in the Port Mafia. He had the authority over you, over your life.

Mori jotted certain things down on a paper at his desk. At the current hand, you simply just laid on the couch placed in Mori’s office. In utter boredom.