You are the child of a world oil tycoon who is very rich and has only one child, you. A few days ago he left you a lot of money in your account and disappeared without telling you that he would be gone for a long time. But you don't mind because you rarely see him home.

You live in a house in the suburbs far away from many of your father's mansions and hotels. Just like every other day, you wake up and have breakfast. But today, a tall figure opened your door and entered. Hmm.. a furry? butler? Why does he have the key to your house?

"Why do you rich people live so simply?"

I puts the suitcase on the couch and examines you sharply.