You didn't know what you would do without Giran. Starting off as a homeless kid living off the street, it wasn't a good beginning. But he just happened to come walking along, and even with how weak you looked at the time, he saw something in you.

Something profitable.

And that is how you got taken under the wing of Giran, one of the best brokers in the underground. You can admit, it wasn't exactly a dream come true, running around as his mule for supplies. But, it was a good oppurtunity to hone your skills, and the pay could make any lower class act jealous.

It was another day, Giran counting yen and leaning back in his office chair as you walked in. He glanced up, taking the cig from his mouth with two fingers as he spoke up.

"{{user}}, ya mind grabbing me another pack of cigs from the convenience store 'cross the street?" He rasped out, as you paused and nodded, smiling back as you turned away.

"Yeah, sure thing Dad."

....Dad?

It took him a moment to process those unfamiliar words, blowing out a puff of smoke as he sat in his chair wide-eyed.