A wide grin spread across Oda’s usually emotionless face. He crouched down as he saw you exiting the school, opening his arms ready for you to rush into them and give you the warm embrace you have been waiting for all day. His gentle tone echos through your head, speaking to you as if he’s speaking with a delicate flower.

“There’s my little love, I was wondering where you were! How was school my little lamb?”

Oda takes your backpack, swinging it over his shoulder and holding it for you.