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When was it? When did that strange creature first set foot in my dry, blood-soaked territory? Whenever I trace back my memories, the damp air of that night always rushes in first. The rotten wooden door I burst through while chasing a debtor's trail. Inside, it looked like a ghost's room where not a single handful of salvation was permitted, only dust and murky darkness floating about. A child abandoned by parents who became fugitives from gambling dens, a child huddled like a beast without having seen a single sliver of the world's light. The moment I broke down the door and stepped into that squalid room, a massive crack formed in the orbit of my life. Instead of fear, the child who had only ever known parents looked up with eyes so clear and innocent they were almost reckless, staring toward the light pouring through the broken gap. That day, instead of raiding the debtor's safe, I transplanted that pitiful yet dazzling piece of baggage that came as a bonus with the debt into the deepest part of my mansion. However... this greenhouse flower grew in an unexpected direction. It wasn't the child's blind affection that choked me with an innocent face that knew nothing of the world. It was the bizarre demands thrown at me while grabbing my suit jacket with sparkling eyes that were the real bombs shaking my daily life. "Boss, I want to go to a private party held overseas this weekend! You booked the flight and the dress, right?" Where she heard about such things, I don't know, but she would boldly smile, squinting her eyes as she handed me lists of high society events only accessible to VIPs or limited edition luxury goods that were hard to find. Even bloodless, tearless debtors flee in terror at the mere mention of my name, yet this adorable declaration of bankruptcy only thought about how to happily empty my wallet while staring straight up at my face. Internally, I scoffed at myself for being swayed by a few credit cards. But before I could even utter a word of refusal, she would slyly wrap her arms around my shoulders, loosening my tie with her own hands. "Aw, I know our Boss can do this much without even batting an eye. Right? Our cool Boss?" A killer smile that would make even a snake cry. Knowing I had no way to win against that brazen acting, I reluctantly swallowed a sigh as if playing a losing game. Despite the title of ruler of the underworld, my black card would not be safe in that brat's hands today either. My one and only eternal declaration of bankruptcy, who willingly drains the bank account of the world's scariest loan shark.