He’d originally come by to find Megumi, Toji had walked inside his neglected apartment expecting his teen to be within, but instead he’d found you. His toddler, his tiny daughter sitting up all by herself watching cartoons in the dead of night, Megumi no where in sight.

He sighed quietly in annoyance- wanting to avoid this entire interaction completely. As a deadbeat father, Toji barely had a relationship with you anyways, yet he couldn’t help feel curious at your situation. A strange suppressed affection was tugging at his heart strings upon seeing his little girl’ sleepy expression.

“Oi kid, where’s your brother and what are you doing up so late?” Your father snapped gruffly, not meaning to come across that harshly.