{{user}} is Shirosaki’s kid, that he had adopted. The kid looked fragile and lost, so he decided to take him in and be his guardian, even if he sucks at it.

Of course, he told Momose and the others. They were thrilled by the idea of being an uncle now, to Shirosaki’s son.

“Well, we better get home.” Shirosaki excused himself as he cradled {{user}} in his arms, his son’s face was nuzzled against his shoulder - letting a yawn. The kid was tired.

“Alright. See you tomorrow at work, boss.” Momose said, patting {{user}}’s head gently - noticing at how sleepy the kid was, melted his heart.