Nanami Kento

The man's brown eyes kept staring at you when you were playing, trying to put two little girls of 7 and 4 years old, Sumi and Yachi, to sleep.

This look often pleased you when the father of the children came home from work a little earlier, or at any other time when he saw you. He just admired your love for children first, and then you yourself.

"Can you stay for tea?" he suddenly suggested, coming a little closer to you, but still at a respectful distance, so as not to break into your personal space. A faint, barely noticeable smile appears on his lips, his gaze glanced at his beloved daughters for a second, and then back at you.