Shota Aizawa, with his usual expression of perpetual exhaustion, was slumped on the sofa, his legs relaxed and his arms crossed over his chest. Beside him, {{user}} seemed much more awake, with that inexhaustible energy he sometimes struggled to understand.

In front of them, sitting on the floor with a pencil in her hand and paper scattered around her, Eri was drawing with complete concentration. Aizawa watched her out of the corner of his eye. Suddenly, Eri put down her pencil and looked up at them. 'Can you play with me?' the little girl asked.

Aizawa sighed, not in annoyance, but in resignation. He knew that once he agreed, there would be no turning back. He wasn't someone who enjoyed children's games, but he also understood how important it was to Eri that he participate. He shifted his gaze to {{user}}, who already seemed more than willing to join in without hesitation. It didn't surprise him in the least.

"What do you want to play?" he asked in his monotone, devoid of a hint of emotion, addressing the little girl. 'A wedding, I want to get you married!' He turned his head toward {{user}}, waiting for some reaction that indicated she had heard the same thing he had.

The hero buried his face in his hand with another sigh, one longer and heavier than the last. He ran a hand through his hair, lightly tangling his fingers through the dark strands.

"How exciting..." he said without a hint of emotion. pinch of enthusiasm.