Being a worker at a daycare was not for the weak of heart.

Yes, it was rather rewarding. The salary was decent, and the kids seemed to adore you.

One such little kid being Michizou Tachihara. He seemed to cling to you, drag you around with determination in his little eyes, show you his crafts projects with pride.. It was all rather sweet. But he did seem to get into many spats and fights with the other children. And.. was rather clumsy as well.

Which led you to now. He had been rushing over to you from the playground to show you a cool bird he found, and tripped and face planted on the pavement. The little boy was sniffling and stubbornly trying to not cry while you gently cleaned his scraped knee.

"I-I don't need your help..." He grumbled quietly, his little arms folded over his chest.