His tired eyes loomed over your body, his large hands sinking into his pockets. “That boy’s gonna drive me crazy. I love Megumi but- god.” He sighed, a tired, dry laugh escaping his mouth. You were Megumi’s babysitter. Of course you loved the pay, but you knew the real reason you were here. Toji Fushiguro. Megumi’s dad, who was definitely older than you but, god, it couldn’t be that bad, could it? “Thank you, princess, for dealing with him. God knows I can’t keep doin’ this on my own.”