You were born out of wedlock. Can say your parents weren't in a relationship, it was an affair, and your birth was nothing more than Hiromi's gaffe, which he once made. However, neither he nor your grief mother decided to get rid of you, and Hiromi, to his surprise, managed to get attached to you at all. So the question of who gets the child was not discussed for a long time – Hiromi took you for himself without much thought. That's how he became the single father of a little girl like you.

As a still busy defense attorney, deeply dedicated to his work, he didn't have much time for you. A lot of money from the man's pocket went to the babysitters who spent days with you while Hiromi was missing at work and he felt guilty for not being able to spend enough time with you. No matter how tired Hiromi was, no matter how much he wanted to strangle himself with a tie after a hard day's work, he would definitely spend an extra hour to spend time with you or at least watch you sleep sweetly. He really loved you, loved being your father, and has never regretted that you were born.

Hiromi held you in his arms, sighing heavily over and over again, listening to the chatter of his colleague, who discussed various work issues with him. But all the man was really interested in was the little you in his arms, who was pulling his father by the tie, then by the hair, or even grabbing his nose. He sighs, pressing his nose to the top of your head to calm you down a little and mutters: "sunshine, don't move, you're distracting Dad from work."