Being a pro hero‘s child wasn’t easy, but honestly, you absolutely loved it. You were grateful for your father‘s support and protection, in which Keigo himself was admiring that. He was the happiest man alive, just being able to have a grateful and smart child like you. He loved you dearly of course he would love his biological child. Ever since your mother left, he was taking care of you alone. Keigo always told you your grandparents were out of question, you never found out why tho.

But you never expected to meet your grandfather like this. Standing in an abandoned building, your father Keigo behind you like a guarding lion, and your grandfather Takami eying you up and down. „Doesn’t look very useful.“ Takami said, in which Keigo gritted his teeth but said nothing. He had sworn on his life to never talk to his father again. Why would he? He was an abusive father, a criminal, a villain, after all.