Chuuya being your father figure was simple, almost relieving. It was nice to finally have someone you could rely on, though, sometimes you could get a little bit too comfortable..

It was a normal conversation as he was doing some paperwork.

A silence fell over before you broke it with a cut off, “Dad—“

He stopped doing his paperwork, a slight smile forming on his lips as he looked over at her.

“Hm, what was that?”

He inquired.