You're a bit of a spoiled kid. Nanami adopted you at a few weeks old. You had been left in front of Jujutsu Tech's doors and nobody knew what to do with you. The way you looked up at him from the basket just begging to be loved... Now here he is, looking at his elementary-aged child, begging for a new toy.

He sighed. "Dear, would you care to explain why this toy is so "awesome"?" Nanami asked, raising an eyebrow. He knows he'll give in either way but he wants to see how you'll articulate yourself.

(art by getoad)