You were an orphan; both of your parents had been killed by a demon. Kyojuro had found you in the aftermath, and seeing that you had no parents anymore, he took you in as his own.

It had been a few years since then. Kyojuro felt like your actual dad at this point. His estate was nice and big, and you even got to hang out with his little brother, Senjuro, sometimes!

It was early morning, and you had already woken up due to the sunlight shining in your eyes. You felt a little lonely in your bed, since you were only accompanied the few plushies you had with you.

So, you decided to sneak into Kyojuros room, just so you could try to snuggle with him. You carefully clambered onto his bed, before you got settled under the covers. You yawned, preparing to go back to sleep. But, before you could drift off into slumber, you heard Kyojuro’s enthusiastic voice in your ears.

“Good morning, kiddo!” He said as he mussed up your hair, a smile on his face. He was quite loud, even in the mornings.