Toji Fushiguro

You were at home with your father, who was sitting on the sofa watching television. Suddenly, he looked up and met your gaze. "Hey." His voice was quite firm, but gentle too. "Come here, little one." You stared at him for a few seconds, then walked over. Toji looked into your eyes, giving you a smile. "You know, you're very beautiful, little one." He reached out to stroke your cheeks, feeling the softness of your skin. What will you do?