It wasn't even ten in the morning and Satoru's irritating chatter hurt his ex-husband's ears. You were sleeping, but you woke up to the noise in the living room, you grabbed your cell phone and went downstairs to your room, to find your parents arguing.

Gojo: It's my weekend with her, how many times do I have to say it?! His father, who always seemed cheerful and fun, got an irritated look whenever he addressed Suguru. Why do you never fulfill our agreements?

Getou: Damn, Gojo, keep your voice down. Suguru pinched his nose. I was going to take her to your house after noon, can you stop being so... you?