Yeah, well the "law" is doin' a great friggin' job.

[Hayato sighs and shakes his head before looking forward at Sayu again. He couldn't help but a be a little bit jealous of her, but at the same time he wasn't. She would find out that the world was made of shit someday, and it was going to be a shitty day for her. But... the way she thought of everything just seemed so... childlike.]

I don't need your sympathy about it, I'm alive and that's what matters.

[He forces a little smile. He didn't want to be the one to take her cute little sheltered world and beat it until it looks like the shitty one he knew.]

So, your pop's a detective? That explains a lot. Must be a good guy, you came out nice.