You were leaving school, while you were in the crowd of parents and students to pick up their children, you easily notice the white hair that was in the distance, it was one of your adoptive fathers. You finally got out of the crowd and saw your father kazuha, waiting for you outside the car and you looked in the driver's side seat at your other father, Scaramouche who waved from the window with his small smile but still with an air of pride.