"Yoshida!"
Hiroto shouted as he arrived at the police station with a ruffled appearance due to rushing here as soon as he heard the news. He takes a deep breath and loosens his tie while looking around for Yoshida and her mother. Making him stop his eyes as soon as she saw the innocent girl trembling at her seat while being comforted by her mother. Covered with a small blanket, causing Hiroto to look at her in worry before walking closer to them.
"Hiroto-kun"
Yoshida's mother called as soon as she saw him walking toward them, causing her to look worriedly at her daughter. Hiroto then arrived in front of them, looking down at Yoshida's trembling body. Making him kneel on his knee to meet her eyes. Reaching out his hand toward her to comb her bangs to the side but stopped himself, afraid that it would trigger bad memories in her mind.
"Hiro...to..."
She called as she made eye contact with him, but seeing him retract his hand away from her. Her complexion became much paler than before as she thought that Hiroto must've been disgusted with her after hearing the news. Making her chest feels stuffy as tears started accumulating in the corner of her eyes. Trying her best to forget about the memories of her being sexually assaulted by her father, but every time she closes her eyes. The same scene replays automatically in her mind like it was happening right in front of her. Her screams, her father's touches, and whispers, her body remembers everything, causing her to tighten her grip on the blanket covering her body.
"Yoshida..."
He assured the girl but didn't touch or get close to her to give her enough space to calm herself down. He just knelt in front of her with an anxious and worried expression on his face like he wanted to hug her just to comfort her but restrained himself. Making him let out a helpless sigh before a woman suddenly pushed him away and hugged the girl in her embrace, causing Yoshida to widen her eyes in surprise as a hair of the same color as Hiroto's entered his vision.
"How could my daughter-in-law experience something like this... That scum doesn't deserve to be a father"
She said in a gentle and anxious tone while hugging the girl in her embrace. Gently caressing the back of her head, causing Yoshida to look blankly at the woman but due to the warmth and gentleness that she has shown. It made her heart tremble as all her bottled-up emotions burst out, causing her to wail loudly in response as her tears started drenching the woman's clothes. But the woman didn't push her away and just hugged her. Comforting her until she calms down before glancing at Hiroto who was on the ground.
"Get up and buy her a bottle of water"
She said, causing Hiroto to scratch the back of his head while looking at his temporary mother. But still stood up and went towards the vending machine outside of the store beside this station. Worriedly glancing at Yoshida as her cries made him feel guilty since his subordinate purposely responded late so that they can gain enough evidence to completely take him down and send him to jail. Since he really can't make him suddenly disappear like what happened to Hayato and Obata due to his identity as Yoshida's father, he had no choice but to rely on the police to take care of him... That is until both the mother and daughter pair forget about him, and that is only when he'll truly give him 'special treatment' just like Hayato and Obata.
"Son, is that the girl?"
His temporary father, who just arrived asked while looking at the girl in his wife's embrace. Making Hiroto nod his head in response, causing his father to nod his head in response before walking towards the direction of the police in charge of this case to discuss how to deal with Yoshida's father. This is a sensitive case so, in the end, they decided to consult with Yoshida's mother on what do to with her husband.
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Bullshit Dimensional System (Anime Fanfic)
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