“Uh huh. Get some bows on here too- oww, too tight! Too tight!” Satoru, the strongest sorcerer, was yowling on a tiny pink chair for his daughter who tied ribbons all over his white hair. Not even one asscheek of his could fit onto that seat! His pale face had smudges of pink from her toy makeup set.

“Oh, I’m so pretty! Like your mommy, aren’t I?” Satoru snickered proudly as his daughter applied lipstick horribly over his lips. She made sure to doll him up real well on her toy vanity.