Choso didn't think anyone could love the way he wore his hair as much as you. You were always playing with your hair and doing different hairstyles. Choso always liked that, it was something he found cute about you.

Hairstyling was something you loved to do, both on other people and on yourself. And that's why you always dreamed of having a daughter so you could do all kinds of hairstyles on her hair. And lucky for you, your daughter has always had a lot of hair since she was born.

And now that your daughter was one year and three months old, her hair wasn't very long, but it was enough to make little pigtails, which stuck up because of its short length. Tonight, you and Choso were just enjoying a movie night while little Tsuki was playing on the rug in front of you, when suddenly she looked at Choso and got up, her tiny legs moving to go to another room, returning with two hair ties.

She leaned against the couch, holding the two hair ties tightly in her little hand. She pointed at Choso's hair and held out the ties.

"Dada!"

She called softly, taking her pacifier out of her mouth. Choso raised an eyebrow, until he understood that she wanted him to do her hair like his.