𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝔾𝕖𝕥 ℂ𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 (𝕆𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕚)

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You are 11 in this.

{1st POV}

I was walking beside my dad, we were buying some things from the market. My dad is almost always busy so I'm usually the one who does the shopping, but today we wanted to spend sometime together.

"Look papa, dango!" I grabbed at his haori, pointing at the neatly packaged dango on the shelf. He glanced at me. "Want one?" He asked. I nodded energetically, smiling. It was hard to catch but I noticed his eyes light up a little. I carried the pretty box in my hands. "Thank you." I said.

I saw this man behind us in the aisle, maybe around his mid 50's. I didn't mind and turned around while continuing to follow my dad. He put some food items we needed and I started to get bored. The man for some reason was in the same aisles as all of us. It's probably just a coincidence that he's buying in the same areas as us.

"Um, excuse me." The man said, coming up to me. Oh maybe he has a question or something, why can't he just ask my dad?

I noticed a faint blush on the mans cheeks as if he was embarrassed or something. Dad didn't turn around but I could tell her was listening as he heard the mans voice, watching for what he would say next. "Yeah what's up?" I replied.

He smirked, "You're a cute little girl. Those clothes fit you nice, they really bring out your curves." He said. That's when my dad turned around in a split second. I frowned the slightest bit. "Oh... thanks." I said, not knowing what else to say. I felt a little bit uncomfortable under his stare.

My dad then took my wrist and pulled me behind him, looking all protective even though he's short as hell.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" My dad said. The man then glared at my dad, his smirk turning into a frown. "What, you got a problem with me complimenting your little girl?" He asked. I didn't know what to do in this situation, as I've never been in it before.

"That 'compliment' was quite inappropriate to say to an 11 year old girl, don't you think?" My dad retorted back. "Dad it's fine, let's just go." I said. But they just both ignored me and kept arguing.

"It's not my fault her clothes are tight and look so damn good on her." He said, not seeming to be afraid, probably because my dad is so short. Dad's eyes then became wide and looked like he was about to tackle the guy to the ground. "Dad don't, c'mon let's go." I said, not wanting anyone to get hurt.

"Nah this guy deserves to get pummeled." He said. The man then smirked yet again while saying, "You know it's illegal to hit someone without their consent? I could press charges." Oh hell no. We're definitely going to get in trouble if my dad starts a fight.

"And it's illegal to be a pedophile, hitting on little girls." My dad glared even harder.

"Whatever, I'm done. That girls face is ugly anyways." He said and started walking away. My dad looked furious. He punched him in the back of his head, Kaburamaru also bit his neck. Before the guy could continue the fight, he grabbed my wrist and ran out of the store, making sure to leave money in the cash register.

"Papa! Why'd you do that? What if we see him again? He might pick a fight and we might get pressed charges like he said!" I said, starting to panic. He put his hand on my shoulder, "Don't worry, we did nothing wrong." He said trying to comfort you. "But-"

"Shhh. Just don't listen to anything he said. He's doesn't know what he's talking about." He said, interrupting you by putting his hand over your mouth.

"Okay... Thanks for the dango, papa." I said, smiling. He smiled back, "No problem." We had the rest of the day to hang out before we had to go home, it was really fun.

But for some reason, I kept finding myself pulling at my clothes, feeling like they were too tight.

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