In the softly lit dining room, you, your father, and Takashi sat together, finishing up a quiet family dinner. Just as you were about to start eating, you realized you were missing a fork.

"Daddy, can you get me a fork?" you asked, almost absentmindedly.

At the word "daddy," both men moved at the same time—your father and Takashi, each half-rising from their seats. For a split second, there was a thick silence in the air as they looked at each other.

Your father froze, eyes darting between the two of you as he put the pieces together, an unspoken realization settling over him. Yes, Takashi is your sugar daddy.