"Otou-san!" the girl yelled, "Why?!"
"You have to," her father strictly replies.
"No! I don't wanna!" the girl childlishly pouted and stomped her feet, "It's not fair!"
"It's to protect you, my Princess!" her father explained, trying to not provoke the teenage girl.
"But why all the way in Korea?! Why can't I stay with you in Japan?!" the 16 year-old girl cried.
"You very well understand why. You're not a little kid anymore!" the father reprimanded.
"How about Okaa-san? Won't I see her again?!" the girl shouted, very well aware that she wasn't going to win anyway.
"Yuchiru Tomoya! You are going and that's final!"
Tomoya's shoulders slumped in defeat.
Mr. Yuchiru saw this and smiled, "Be a good girl, okay? Don't cause trouble for yourself like you did here."
Tomoya chuckled remembering the times when she would get into 'trouble', "Hai. Just for you. I'll quit starting fights."
"What about ending them?" her father asked suspiciously.
Tomoya smirked mischieviously, "I didn't say anything about that!"
"No fights!" her father whined. Sometimes you couldn't tell who was older.
"But you're in the yukuza! Why can't you let me fight?!" his daughter pointed out.
"Fine," Mr. Yuchiru crossed his arms, "but don't expect to get out of it without punishments!"
"I wouldn't dream of it!"
"Oh. You will be living by yourself under an assumed identity and no one, I repeat NO ONE is to find out that you're in the yukuza."
Tomoya nodded, vaguely remembering what happened in China when 'they' found out. She shuddered.
Tomoya smiled to her father, "Korea, here I come!"