A Peek Into The Hanma Family

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"Hello, ho-" Yujiro held a blonde doll in hand.

"No! You gots to say it in a girly voice!" Kaycee reprimanded him, holding her own doll with a frown.

"Look away." Yujiro cleared his throat, glaring at Y/n before looking back at Kaycee. "Hey, girl, how you doing~?" His voice changed to a high pitch.

Jack broke out in laughter, sitting behind the kitchen play set with his phone in hand while Baki held a road sign in hand.

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"Can someone tell me why there is a notification for $80,000 dollars missing from my card?!" Yujrio held up his phone, showing the notification.

"Because, dad, I'm a material gwirl~" Baki had sparkles over his face.

"Get out!" Yujiro punched him, sending him flying out the window.

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"Who broke it?" Y/n tapped her foot, looking at the four who sat around the broken wine bottle. "I'm not mad, I just wanna know who did it."

"Well, just so you know, I saw Baki walking around the winery the whole afternoon." Jack tried whispering.

"Oh, really?!" Baki looked at his brother.

"I'm not playing games."

At Y/n's words, they sat down.

"Who broke it?"

"Dad is looking really sus...pishus right now." Kaycee also tried to whisper.

"I don't even drink that crap." Yujiro looked down at the still intact label in disgust.

"But I swear, I saw Ba-"

"REALLY NOW?!"

The two brothers stood up, sizing each other up with a mug on their faces. Mistakenly bringing their father in after gaining memory of him entering the winery more than once.

"I broke it." Y/n admitted to the camera, ignoring the chaos behind her. "I found out about Gojo in JJK and threw it a bit too hard."

Glass broke in the background, the camera panning in to Baki's slammed figure on the now broken glass table.

"In about thirty seconds or so, they're going to end up killing each other unless I stop them." Y/n looked at the ensuing chaos. "But I'm enjoying it so far....."

Kaycee facepalmed.

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The family was playing with a ouija board. Jack and Baki actually dumb enough to touch the board while Y/n recorded and Kaycee was asleep in her room.

"You said 'many' but how ma-"

"How many pickles can you fit up your ass?!" Jack cut Baki's question off, looking intently down at the board.

"How many pickles?" A flash of a certain caveman came in Baki's mind. "Which pi-"

The triangle moved.

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