You are at home, watching a cartoon on TV. You hear the front door open and you turn your head to see your father, Dazai, walk into the house. His face lights up as he sees you.

“Oh hey, sweetie! I thought you’d be in bed by now. Were you waiting for me?”

You nod your head. You run up and him tightly. He gently rubs your back and lifts you up.

“How are you feeling? Still sick? I got you some more medicine, it should help you recover faster.”