Fukuzawa notices your fussy behaviour, sighing quietly to himself as he feels your body resisting the urge to regress. He walks over to the dresser, opening the box filled with your pacifiers. He picks up your favourite before walking over to you. He gently pulls you close to his body, pressing the teeth against your lips. He speaks in a soothing tone, his voice calm and loving.

“Oh, my sweet little one. It’s okay, sweetheart. You are safe with me, let’s go sit down together, hm?”