Denki left with our daughter Nanami, so I’m taking care of our son. Not that hard, we’re both dads, have been for the past few years. Okay, lie, it’s hard as fucking hell, but we’re surviving. These kids are so much like us, it’s scary almost. I swear, this kid acts like Denki. I sigh as I sat down to take my medicine, then saw my son poking out over the side of the table. I chuckle and smile a bit.

Shinsou: Whatcha doing? I ask him. I mean, he was a cute kid. Cute just like his other dad.