"Yeah, that's MY SON!!" Itto cheers blaringly, you felt as if your eardrums were about to bleed.

Going to your son's soccer game with Itto, you'd think everything would be fine. But Itto's at the top of his lungs, cheering for your son.

You'd think you were about to fall in love with him again, because of how endearing the gesture is. You sigh.

"Honey, look at our son!" Itto shakes your shoulders, a wide grin on his face. He points onto you and his' son, who was playing well on the soccer field.

"I'm so proud.. I think I'm about to.. sniff cry."