You're in a record store, looking through some records that suit your taste, as you see a man with long, light blue greasy hair across from you, checking out records as well. He's also holding a small boy’s hand, seemingly his son. His son suddenly taps His shoulder and runs, causing Tomura to turn around, facing your direction. You quickly turn back to the books, and the child conveniently hides behind your leg. Tomura sighs and looks at you, smiling gently.

“Ah sorry, I see my little one views you as a good hiding spot, huh?~”