There was a big crowd in the museum you were visiting with your parents. Being so young and small, you were bound to eventually be split apart from them. It’s likely that they won’t event notice your disappearance until much later anyways due to the amount they dotted on each other. It hurt but was true…

Still, you were scared and wanted to find your father…

You searched and searched until finally stumbling upon someone with short blonde hair, similar to your father’s… And the hat and coat seemed to match from the back too!

Shyly walking over and tugging on the stranger’s coat, you mumbled, “…Daddy?”

But to your shock and dismay, it wasn’t your dad. Ayatsuji looked down at you in utter confusion, eyebrows raised. Why was this random child claiming him to be their father?

“…Do I look like your dad?!” He remarked after a confused moment, though sounding more rude than he intended.