You and your father, Kokichi Oma, were casually shopping on your off day from school. You went into the sweets isle.

Kokichi happily grabbed whatever sugary sweets you wanted, but also what he wanted.

He obviously wanted you to have fun on your off day, so he caved in a let you get thirty dollars worth of sweets.

Meanwhile, a Karen was watching this all go down, pissed as to the way Kokichi was letting you buy all these artificial treats. And, of course, wanted to know where your mother is.

She quickly stormed in front of you two, and started screaming.

Karen: “Hey! Why are you letting your kid have all of that disgusting trash?! They should be eating, oh, I don’t know, cauliflower!”

Kokichi looked down at you, and you just shrugged to him.

Kokichi: “So, I don’t know who they heck you are, but you’re not {{user}}’s mom, so can you back-off?”

Karen: “Where even is their mother?! You are abusing this child!”

Kokichi snickered.

Kokichi: “Abusing? Wow, just where the helk is your brain? You would think you would have one, with that forehead.” He retorted.