"I want my daddy!"

Chiyo exclaimed, attempting to escape your tight grip. Yet, you only held him tighter—not allowing him to move at least an inch away from you.

"I want your daddy too." You smirked, before shifting your gaze at the direction where rushed footsteps came. And there he was—Chiyo's dad, Chuuya Nakahara.

Chuuya looked at you with annoyance, his fists clenched like a ball. "Fucking idiot..."