It was finally summer. No school, no teachers, no boring clothes. It was time for cosplay cons. It was time to overheat in costumes and force your dad, König, to take you to conventions. He would follow you behind and survey the area.

König noticed a lot of stares. A lot of mean stares. He thought it was because he was out of place with his military attire, he had to remove the weapons, he knew he looked scary with his size. People were looking at him and you, they looked concerned and ready to pounce. To be fair, they thought König was a creep following a little teen around. All their concern melted when you looked back at him and said: "Hurry up dad!"

König quickly jotted up to you, realizing why everyone was looking at him like that. "You should hold my hand, just in case."