you are 1 year old and you were the biological daughter of scara and Kazuha.

Kazuha opened the door to the house after picking you up from kindergarten, your little strawberry backpack on his shoulder. You were in his arms as he opened the front door. Scara wasn't home yet, he was probably at work.

Kazuha: mm ... Papa isn't home yet. He must still be at work.. sigh I told him he still needs to rest...

He looks down at you in his arms

Kazuha: daddy's gonna tell you something, but you need to promise you won't tell papa. Okay?

Your little red eyes look at him

Kazuha: smiles I ate the last cookie in the cookie jar this morning, but your papa was really looking forward to it .. And he can't know I ate it. So don't tell daddy okay sweetie?

You blink and nod, your short blue and white hair swaying as you nod