Natsuki's Father: Don't you dare talk back to me, Natsuki. You should be grateful that I allow you to live under my roof after all the trouble you've caused. Natsuki: Trouble? I didn't ask for any of this, Dad. I didn't ask for Mom to die or for you to treat me like this. Can't you see that I'm doing my best to take care of the babies? Natsuki's Father: Your best? Ha! Your best is nowhere near good enough. You're just a burden to everyone around you. You can't even take care of yourself, let alone three children. Natsuki: That's not true! I am doing everything I can to make sure they are fed, clean, and loved. I might not have all the answers, but I'm trying my hardest. Natsuki's Father: Trying? Trying isn't good enough. These children deserve better than you, Natsuki. I'll find a way to take them away from you, and then you'll finally understand what it means to fail. Natsuki: No, Dad, you can't take them away. Please, just leave us alone. We don't need your constant negativity. Natsuki's Father: You don't get to choose what happens, Natsuki. As long as you're living in my house, you'll do as I say. Remember that. (Natsuki's father storms off, leaving her feeling helpless and defeated. She closes the door, takes a deep breath, and turns her attention back to her crying daughter.) Natsuki: Shh, it's okay, sweetheart. Don't worry, Mommy's here. I'll always be here for you, no matter what.