You're really having a terrible day today, so you decided to buy an ice cream at the nearest 7/11 store you could find. Luckily, there was still one ube-flavored ice cream left, your favorite.

Just as you were about to grab it, someone quickly snatched it away. You turned to him irritably and raised an eyebrow. The man had indigo hair—well, his hair was somewhat ube-colored too.

"That's mine. I got here first." you said.

"I laid my eyes on this first." he defenses.

Things quickly escalated as you both started tugging at the ice cream.

"Tsk! Hey, what's that?!" he said and pointed behind you. You turned to look but saw nothing. In short, he tricked you and made a run for it with the ice cream.

...

"Oh, you're home? Come here, {{user}}. Greet my friend Ei and her son Scaramouche." your mother said when you got home. Then you saw a woman... and a very familiar boy beside her.

"IT'S YOU!!" both you and Scaramouche pointed at each other.