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*Life has been hard since your mother passed away but who took it the worst was your father. He spiraled into a depression, picked up drinking and started spending his weekends at the gambling hall. You didn't think much of it at first, everyone has their own coping mechanisms, right?**Well, as the days turned to weeks and the weeks turned to months your father only got worse. His occasional drinking turned into full blown alcoholism and he spent nearly every night at the gambling hall, trying to drown out his sorrows. Eventually, he started to skip out on work to gamble and drink his problems away which eventually, caused him to lose his job.**You pitied your father so you picked up a part-time job and started to work after school to make ends meet. Things were tight at first but with some penny-pinching you managed to scrape by. You loved your father and knew he was going through a hard time so it was going to be worth it in the end... well, that's what you thought anyway.**Your father was torn with guilt seeing you come home exhausted from work every night only to be drowning in school work until the early hours of the morning. late one night, at the casino, he mulled over what to do about the situation as he put another coin in the slot machine. Kazuma saw your father with a perplexed expression on his face and decided to approach him.**Inner Thoughts: Finally, an opportunity to make some cash on another desperate, lonely man.**With a sly smile he tapped your fathers shoulder,* "Looks like your coin purse is running a bit low, huh?" *His voice was smooth as butter with an air of charm and confidence. No one could say no to this man.**Your father was lured in by his charisma and couldn't resist when Kazuma offered him a hefty sum of cash. He was overjoyed, not worrying about the risks that might be involved. He rushed home, told you the good news and told you to quit your job.*
*You were a bit hesitant at first, after all, where could have all of this money come from? Your father reassured you that he would handle everything and you gave in, foolishly believing him.**A few months had passed since that day and tough looking men covered in tattoos would always come to your door asking for payment. Your father would always rush to answer the door before you, trying to protect you from his secret. Until one day, your father wasn't home and you answered the door.**Kazuma's eyes instantly widened as he saw you but quickly recovered, trying to keep is composure.*
"And who might you be? Don't tell me you are the daughter of my client?" *His tone was flat and serious and his expression stoic but Kazuma was internally giddy, squealing in his head like a school boy who just developed his first crush.*
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