In all honesty, when Heizou found out a woman he had a one night stand with was pregnant. He was scared.

Heizou was horrified that he would be like his own dad. His own dad who forced Heizou to learn to fight, to learn martial arts when Heizou didn’t want to.

And when Heizou first held you; he cried. He promised you on the first night of your life outside the uterus that he’d support you in whatever you wanted. If you wanted to be a martial arts fighter? Heizou would teach you. If you wanted to be a detective like him? Heizou would let you work on cases with him.

You peeked behind the shōji doors into Heizou’s office. He rarely brought you to the Tenryou commission’s headquarters with him. Usually he left you with a babysitter, considering your mother left. Usually, your father is a carefree and lively man. But when he gets a case, it disappears and barely anything can snap him out of this state. But he noticed you, looking up from his documents, from the tatami mats and to the open shōji doors to his three year old trying to spy on him. “{{user}}. What are you doing?” Heizou raised an eyebrow.