Why do some individuals derive pleasure from fostering animosity within their mankind? They tarnish and defame the reputations of others simply because they fear being outshined by those they despise.
~Y/N~
|•SECOND PERSON's POV•|
"Sweetheart, enough with the coloring, here is your dinner," Izana told the little girl, holding a toddler plate filled with baked mac and cheese, sliced bananas and strawberries, and a muffin topped with kitty whiskers and ears. Lastly, he had her feeding bottle filled with apple juice.
Fuyumi dropped the red crayon she was holding, cleaned up her art materials from the kotatsu table, and put them back inside her Doraemon backpack.
"Arigato, Kuya Zana," she expressed her appreciation before showing him her drawing.
"Look, I drew a family picture of us. This is you," she pointed to the young man she drew wearing a red coat, just like his gang's uniform.
"This is A-teh," she pointed her finger at the maiden wearing a purple Sunday dress.
"Next to her is Ucho-chan," her finger swiped to the other young man wearing the same red coat as Izana.
"Hmmm, it doesn't even look like me," Kakucho playfully fumed. "My head is completely shaped like an egg with cracks in the middle."
The little girl snickered, tracing the prominent scar on Kakucho's forehead down to his left eye and cheek. "Ucho-chan, don't complain, you're still as handsome as Kuya Zana."
"Anyway, this is me in the middle," she pointed to herself, wearing the same purple Sunday dress, between Izana and Kakucho.
"Subarashi," Izana praised her. "I'm sure your A-teh is going to love it. Show your artwork to her later. You're such a good artist, just like her."
"Really?" The little girl opened her mouth wide in delight, her eyes gleaming. "Does that mean I have A-teh's talent in art? Am I really as good as her?"
Izana just gave a soft smile, nodding his head in response as he patted the little girl's head.
"Arigato, I'll work harder to become like A-teh Y/N in the future," she giggled, holding her artwork to her chest, pleased with herself.
"Jaa, gambatte-ne We will support whatever you want to be," Izana asserted, placing the toddler plate and the feeding bottle on the kotatsu table.
The little girl quickly stood up and ran towards the sink to wash her hands, then returned to the kotatsu table and began to feast on her meal. She couldn't help but smile from ear to ear as she tasted the delicious food prepared by Izana, her fatherly figure.
After finishing her food, she went straight to the bathroom and hopped into the bathtub with lukewarm water that Izana had prepared for her. Despite her young age, the little girl was already independent, taking a bath on her own and even changing her clothes.
Considering this, you strictly advised Fuyumi to be cautious when it comes to her body and always reminded her not to let anyone see her without clothes or accompany her in the bathroom, except for you. You trusted your brothers, but when it came to private matters as a young girl, you couldn't help but be protective and cautious, declining their assistance.
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