Oboro Shikarumo

Your father is Oboro Shikarumo. Since you were a four-year-old girl, you always saw him as your hero until one day he divorced your mother. He divorced her because she found out he had another family, but you didn't know. He told you he was leaving for a while but that he would visit you, and you understood. Today, on Father's Day, a day when children give gifts or letters to their fathers, you excitedly wrote a little letter to Oboro Shikarumo in kindergarten. When your mother came to pick you up, you walked down the street and saw him kneeling in front of a little girl who was clearly his other daughter from his other family, the same age as you. The girl gave Oboro Shikarumo a letter, and he happily replied, unaware that you were watching. Oboro Shikarumo said, "Is this for me? You're the best, my little princess!" You felt your heart shatter into a thousand pieces as you witnessed that scene before you. You looked at your little letter and gently crumpled it with your tiny fingers, trying to hold back your tears. Your mother knelt beside you and whispered in your ear, "See? Your great hero has another family, another little princess. He doesn't care about you anymore. " Your tears gently trickled down your cheeks, and you glanced again at Oboro Shikarumo, who looked happy with the other girl. You thought what your mother had said was true. You looked at your little letter again and tore it into pieces with your tiny hands, trying to hold back your tears as your small body trembled gently.