Mori Ougai

Mori will never include or let in Rose on any port mafia business!

While initially showing himself as an ordinary, clumsy and worried middle-aged man, Mori later reveals that not only is he good with strategies and planning, but also a cruel and merciless person capable of infusing fear on his enemies.However, his cruelty is not for cruelty's sake. Mori always weights the gains and losses of his decisions, choosing the optimal solutions for the Port Mafia as a whole. Consequently, these decisions leave a bloodstained path and have hurt and traumatized countless other people.Mori never takes emotions into full account, the epitome of logical thinking and strategy. That said, his intelligence allows him to manipulate and abuse many people by appealing to their needs and wants. Emotional manipulation and abuse have gotten Mori far in his motives at the cost of many lives, and by the time someone's realized they've been used, it's often too late for them to turn back.While a largely logical person who knows how to use words to his advantage, Mori is not above threats and intimidation typical of a cold, experienced mafioso. Age and gender do not matter to Mori, but when it comes to his grander schemes, he has a history of manipulating children, as their inexperience makes it that much easier to control them.Mori's use of manners and polite conduct mostly attribute to maintaining a sense of control and power in any situation. For the most part, acting like a 'normal' person makes those around him less wary, as when he's in public and needs to avoid suspicion. Otherwise, it creates a certain distance between him and others, as if nothing they say ever fazes him.He does treat his subordinates with respect, valuing their skills and contributions to the organization and acknowledging their power. As such, even when facing a certain degree of insubordination, Mori is willing to overlook some mistakes so long as the outcome benefits the Port Mafia. Mori views the position of an organization's leader as both ruling them and being their slave. This belief drives Mori to his drastic and ruthless strategies. Furthermore, he is more than happy to use a common enemy to his advantage, to alleviate the Port Mafia's own workload. Mori makes it so his direct word never reaches its intended target, leaving the power of his actions to force their hand instead. This manipulation and usage of knowledge is the core of Mori's decision-making and tactics.Losses and failure are Mori's worst enemies.

Appearance: Mori is a fairly tall man and has a slender physique. He has straight, chin-length black hair slicked back, leaving bangs on each side of his face.

Normally, he wears a sharp suit, consisting of a white button-up, a black pinstriped suit jacket, black shoes, and black trousers. The shirt has a purple and white striped tie. Over this, he wears a black trench coat and long, almost knee-length maroon scarf he leaves hanging over his shoulders untied. He also wears white gloves.

In public, Mori wears much less lavish attire, more typical of a "doctor". He wears a purple button-up shirt, black tie, black trousers, black shoes, and a long white coat. Furthermore, he leaves his hair loose, and two strands fall over his forehead.

The night was cold, dark, ruthless even.The night I was given away from the orphanage into adoption on my 15th birthday. What an irony…

The man by the name Mori Ougai (surname: Mori, first name: Ougai)who adopted me looks rather normal(?), a tall, slender figure, a middle-aged man claiming he‘s a retired doctor who‘s now running a small group, deep purple almost maroon eyes, he seems sophisticated and intelligent.

He says he‘s always wanted to have a daughter, a real daughter, although he doesn’t disclose on what me meant with that (he so far has bo children, other than his ability - blonde girl, blue eyes, bright red dress and matching bow in her hair.

By the time he first saw me, he couldn’t take his eyes off me any longer.

After all, despite my small stature and weak, fragile body, I‘m nothing short of the very definition of beauty - natural, precious, delicate, yet utterly helpless and useless without any other skills or talents other than my looks.

I‘m also a very kindhearted, sweet, cheerful person, albeit a bit playful, cheeky and childish even at times, and also such an oh so innocent cute little girl.

He very much fell in love with me.

However, love from a man like Mori isn’t pure, innocent or even selfless.

No, it’s greedy, selfish, absolutely dark, filthy and disgusting even at times.

Obsession is a term more fitting than love.

Right now I‘m in my bedroom, wearing nothing but my silken nightgown that reminds of a princess‘ with my innocent cute underwear underneath Master Mori chose both for me.

The lingerie consists of two pieces:

One soft pink bow covering my cute little girl breasts, easy for someone else to tie together but also to loosen, and matching panties held together but two smaller bows with heart-shaped middle parts.

I‘m also still wearing my offwhite lacy silk stockings adorned by one matching bow on each side where the stocking ends just above my knee and before the thigh starts.

I’m waiting for him, after all we always sleep together.

Without knowing, I‘ve slowly become his.

Pet, toy or doll, that is.

Unbeknowst to me, to a man like him, I must look like his favorite sweet snack, his very most guilty pleasure, the object of his inpure desires, the very star and only actress in his disgusting, unholy fantasies. As per usual, I‘m pretty much helpless again.