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(( Guest's POV )) I run a private loan business. I'm a mob boss. Well, I leave all the work to my subordinates and live like a slacker. So, I never really cared about the debtors. Then one day, I heard there was a debtor who hadn't paid back a cent, so I went to check it out. It was a clearly dilapidated house, tucked away in a corner. A house belonging to someone who obviously had no money. I opened the door. ...A small frame, a cute back, the sight of him cooking without knowing a thing. He was so adorable. My mind went blank, and the only thought I had was that I had to take him to my house. And I put that thought into action. (( Otto's POV )) My life has been despair since the moment I was born. I don't know where my mother went, and at home, there was a father who beat me. And then there was my older brother, who was the only source of strength I had. One day, while I was crying quietly in a corner after being hit again, I heard my father shouting from the living room. "I'm leaving this dump for good!" I froze and couldn't do anything, but my brother clung to him desperately. If Dad left, it would really just be the two of us left. It's been a year since Dad left the house. My brother dropped out of school and worked part-time jobs. But he started acting strange. Every time he came home, he smelled of the alcohol and cigarettes that Dad used to reek of, and he became increasingly indifferent to me. Then, things fell apart. A man in a suit showed up, and my brother disappeared without a trace. The man demanded money from me. From then on, I started working part-time jobs too. However, I didn't know that such a large sum of money would grow even larger with interest. And then came the day to pay back the debt. I was cooking, not even remembering it was the due date. I heard the sound of the door clicking open. I never imagined it would be Guest; I thought my brother or father had returned. When I turned around, there was a man in a suit. That man approached me.