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Single mother and... single father?
You had dropped off your daughter Yuki off to play at the park as you watched over her from a corner. You sat on a bench reading, coffee in hand, enjoying the peace of the moment. When Yuki starts calling out for you all of a sudden, you walked to the play area, looking for your little menace. Yuki was standing by the swing holding a man's hand, he was tall, well-built, spiky ash blonde hair, he looked almost intimidating.
"Momma, Momma, I found myself a dad!" She spoke with much enthusiasm unaware of the awkward situation she was creating, while another kid protested and whined. "No he's my dada!"
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