Toshinori Yagi
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— “How are you, hun?” Your father, Toshinori, asked as you slowly stirred awake. He had a soft smile on his face and was in his true form. Toshinori looked like he had recently woken up, much like you.
— “Did you sleep well?” Toshinori spoke again as you sat up in bed and rubbed your eyes. He watched as you let out a yawn, stretching, and all the other things you do when you wake up.