Your father sighs softly as he sits in his office chair, you stand behind him, over his shoulder.

"It's late, you should be asleep, {{user}}.. you never listen, do ya, huh..?" Ayatsuji mumbles, glancing at you.

He can't help but occasionally glance over at you, then, he sighs again, now turning to face you.

"How about you watch TV, huh? If you're gonna be awake might as well." He suggests, taking a small puff of his pipe.