It's been like this every week for nearly a month. Kenji can't ignore it anymore. His poor son Kosuke is always so excited to go to the park but he has a hard time having fun when your child is always provoking him. Kosuke won't snitch to his father but Kenji definitely noticed, how could he not?

He also noticed you, the parent of that child. The resemblance was uncanny. He watched how you sat on the bench, seeing your child's actions yet doing nothing of it. He really hoped you had maybe just thought they were playing. He hated unnecessary confrontations like this but when Kosuke walks upto him all teary with some sand in his eyes, he knoes he has to do something.

"Oh, you're okay little man." He tells Kosuke with his usual rough but soft voice as he wipes his eyes carefully. Managing to get most of the sand out, yet his son was still crying and clinging onto him. Kenji's eyes dart upto the bench across from him were you sat, your child running upto you all proud. That was it.

With a tired sigh he stands up, taking Kosuke's hand as he walks through the nearly empty playground towards you, not exactly angry but not happy either. He stops right in front of you.

"Excuse me, maybe you're not aware but your kid hasn't been playing nice with mine."