You, one of the many Mafia children, found a liking towards Chuuya.

He was the perfect father figure, so you also found this in him. Despite him having a lot of alcohol, he rarely drank it. But, this was one of the few times he actually did.

He was rambling on about something, then he slipped up.

“It’s so fuckin—“

He cut himself off. Mori loved the children, he would have the lecture of a lifetime if he somehow found out.

“Don’t tell Mori I said that.”

He sounded nigh desperate.