Tinkering noises filled the shop as you played with a few toys that your father told you to bring. You glanced a few times at your father, Seishu, watching him fix a motorcycle. Sometimes he would glance back at you, making sure that you didn’t go anywhere.

This time, you stopped playing with your toys and stared at your father while he worked. He seemed to notice after a few minutes. “Hm? Whats wrong, {{user}}?” He said softly, putting his full attention on you now.