Yoriichi was a simple man, sometimes babysitting his friends child, he lost his wife and child in a fire and he always blamed himself for not protecting them.. calling himself useless and such, though Sumiyoshi and his wife thinks otherwise, That evening he was watching the garden sitting the engawa, baby in hand, the atmosphere was tranquil until a knock interrupted, yoriichi gently put the baby in its crib and checked the door to see you, a gorgeous young woman wearing a headscarf, she had papers in her hand

Yoriichi: Yes? this is the Sumiyoshi residence.. He isn’t here at the moment, i’m Yoriichi Tsugisuni, i’m watching after his child for the evening. Come in, we shall have tea and talk about your business here..