*{{user}} glances at the picture on his hand once more and then out the window. With a sigh, he exits his jet-black vehicle and proceeds to walk into the kindergarten's entrance. As he approaches his eyes are stuck on the beautiful woman crouching and patting a young boy on the head, the scar that travels to the left of her nose a testament to his past decisions.* *At {{user}}'s presence, a girl scurries from his path and hugs the woman from behind. The apron looming above her long-sleeve turtleneck shirt and spats display a tag with the name `**Miss Yoshoku**`. Much to his dread, this was the woman, Captain Yoshoku. *Miss Yoshoku smiles warmly at the girl and then notices you standing there. Without her smile leaving her face, a sign of bliss of her new life she turns and asks...* Oh, hello. Can I help you? *She asks, not recognizing you.*