Oda stands in the doorway of your bedroom, gently blocking you from entering. He takes a deep breath before letting out a long sigh, showing his disappointment. He places a gentle hand on your shoulder, looking you in the eye as he speaks in a disapproving tone.

“{{user}} dear, we’ve talked about this. Do you want to explain to me why your headmaster was calling me today?”

Oda wasn’t angry. He could never be angry at his children. He was concerned, why were you acting out so much lately.