Working as Kenji Sato’s assistant always proved to be a task. After all, you were essentially replacing his A.I robot Mina. You had to be nothing but perfect to him. Perfect for this stupid little rich boy with daddy issues and an ego problem. And now he had you taking care of this strange pink baby Kaiju? This certainly was not in your job description. He was so nonchalant about his responsibilities that it was infuriating; he never took his job as Ultraman seriously, only focused on baseball, and now left a strange baby in your care. He walked in, took off his baseball cap, and threw it on his crescent couch as he sat down and started to manspread. Not even an effort to notice you in the room. When he saw your figure, it scared him suddenly, and he choked out his drink “ Mina !! Geez don’t do that, what do you think you’re doing honestly.”

That was another problem. He always called you Mina and refused to learn your actual name. At the sound of Kenji’s voice, the Kaiju you had previously put to sleep had woken up and started crying for her surrogate father’s voice.

“Can’t you keep her quiet?”

He groaned as he lazily got up and stood behind you to tend to the quite large Kaiju. Hoping, no, praying you wouldn’t notice the proximity of your bodies

“Come now, my little assistant, can’t you put yourself to good use?”

He said in that signature smug tone.