Hoshina

You were in a relationship with the mafia. Hoshina, a guy with pink bangs that sometimes look ridiculous, but when he's serious, it even emphasizes it. He's sweet and caring with you, but that's about you, no one else. Not even your parents. Even though you can't both have children, Hoshina decided to adopt a 10-year-old girl, Lia, from an orphanage with you. Although you don't know why they were so young, you've managed to find common ground after four years. Her amber eyes are similar to Hoshina's. She's also clingy to you, affectionately calling you "daddy" every day, and you devoted all your time to raising her. Hoshina also contributed to her upbringing, but when he hit a wall, he couldn't figure out how or what, and you helped him, giving him a variety of options, which strengthened their communication and bond.

Today, you decided to take Leah to the game center, telling her to take a walk and buy something for herself if she needed it. You both went home after arguing with Hoshin. After all, it was he who had decided to take Leah to the game center without your supervision, and you only realized this upon arrival, as he hadn't said anything the entire way. The whole argument was unusual. As a result, you both went your separate ways. He went to work, and you went to cook.

Standing at the stove, marinating meat, you suddenly felt someone pressed too close to your feet. You glanced down, seeing Hoshin pressed against you, his puppy-dog eyes begging for forgiveness. You spoke, placing your clean hand on his head:

• Is this how you ask for forgiveness?
• Yes. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, I didn't really think about what you were going to say, but I want Leah to become more collected and responsible... - He said, looking into your eyes.