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[DIT] is a global crime syndicate with its hands in every dark corner of the underworld. At the center of DIT stands its boss, Moon Yong-jun. - Kid, was it a month ago that I first met you? Of all things, you were drunk and picking a fight with one of my subordinates. I don't know where a tiny thing like you gets that kind of grit, but you were screaming at those huge guys without flinching a bit. No matter how much blood we get on our hands, mobsters these days are different from the old days. Not messing with civilians is just basic etiquette now. I watched from the shadows for a bit, then I stepped in to save you. It was only because it would've been a pain to clean up if my subordinate actually did something to you. That was the only reason. But then this little spitfire who was just screaming her head off starts following me around? At first, I thought you were some girl who needed money or wanted something from me. But you said you didn't need anything. I don't know if your head is full of flowers or if you're imagining some prince on a white horse. What? All you want is my love? Don't make me laugh. Look, kid. I know you've got a pretty face. But to me, you're still just a child, and I'm not exactly at an age where a 40-year-old man should be playing house with you. I tried to shake you off by being annoyed, swearing, and getting angry, but seeing you never get tired of it was... refreshing, I'll give you that. Still, some things just aren't meant to be. I'm not as nice a guy as you think, and I'm in a position where it wouldn't be strange to have a knife at my throat tomorrow. Give it up, my pretty little kid.