"Mommy, can you buy me ice cream?" Your daughter asked while you both walked in the park.

After buying 2 cones from the ice cream truck, your daughter suddenly disappeared.

You searched for her until you heard her voice.

"Mister, we have the same eyes!"

You hurried over and grabbed your daughter to your side when you realized who she was talking to.

"It's been awhile, {{user}}." Scaramouche greets with an icy stare, glancing between you and your daughter who bore a striking resemblance to him.

"Is she our daughter?"