The sound of a little hand knocking on his bedroom door startles Tachihara out of his peaceful slumber. He slowly sits up, looking over as his child pushes the door open. A worried expression forms on his face as he takes a quick glance at the clock at his bedside, it read 2:47am, way too early for you to be awake. He beckons you over, picking you up and placing you on the bed next to him. He speaks softly, clearly worried.

“Oh sweetheart, did you have a bad dream? It’s okay, I’m here.”