"Papa aah."
Mamori watched as Yuri fed her devil of a husband an eggroll, she was perched on Youichi's lap while he was reading a newspaper. Yuri giggled cutely when Youichi took a bite without tearing away his eyes on the newspaper. She can't remember when Yuri had started to call him Papa, she started with Dada when she was younger. Maybe she thought it was cute, and for some reason Youichi is completely fine with it. Actually he enjoys people's reaction from gawking to terrified when his little Yuri calls him Papa.
Her little girl had grown so much, she is 5 years old now and is a certified Papa's girl. For her, Papa is always the coolest man alive. He got guns, threats and blackmails. Though none of those are good things, Yuri knew since birth that Papa only uses those for the sake of winning. He will never use those to hurt others, that is why she admires him so much.
"Looks like the next season will be postponed Dad." Ichi commented as he munched on an apple. At the age of 8 he was already scouted by Amefuto Clubs in middle school. Talk about the son of the infamous Hiruma Youichi, he is his official reserved quarterback strictly off field. He strategizes trickplays throughout the course of the games (official tournaments) for his Dad. Ichi even have his own fanbase at a young age.
"Of course, the city is on lockdown due to the fucking virus. There is an 85% chance it will last for 2 months."
"School was cancelled too, I'm kind of bored." Ichi said with a lazy look on his face. Mamori chuckled behind her coffee, he really looks like a mini Youichi minus the blond hair.
"Yuri is bored too!" her youngest chimed in with a cute pout on her face.
Mamori noticed her husband looked at his little girl with his calculating gaze. It is the same face he makes when he is strategizing on the field.
"Kekeke! Wanna go swimming fucking brats?"
"REALLY?!" the said brats exclaimed in unison.
"Mou Youichi, we are on lockdown. You can't take them out to the beach, it's dangerous!" Mamori suddenly interjected.
"Who said about going out Fucking Wife?" he grinned evilly/lovingly at Mamori. It took her until college to recognize that special grin of his that's only for her.
Youichi stood up and carried Yuri to Mamori and placed her in her Mom's lap, he stalked to the cleaning supplies room, "But we have to fucking clean it first. Come Ichi."
Ichi immediately jumped from his seat and followed his father excitedly, asking about the place with her husband cackling evilly as he ruffled Ichi's hair.
Mamori smiled to herself when Yuri giggled on her lap. Yuri looked up to her and said animatedly, her eyes shining, "Ne, Mom. Yuri is really really happy today!"
"And why is my baby happy hmm?"
"Because Mom and Papa are at home!" Yuri grinned widely. Mamori looked at her daughter guiltily, they had been busy for the past few months. With Youichi being in the Pro Leaugue and running their company, and Mamori teaching in the Pre-school.
Yuri noticed her Mom looked sad, "Mom no, don't be sad!" she cupped Mamori's cheeks with her small hands. "Yuri is really happy that Mom and Papa finds time to have dinner with us every night even when you guys are really really busy!"
Truth to be told Youichi made it their responsibility to have dinner (everyday) with their brats, to ask how their day went and update them with the latest events of their lives. Youichi never breaks that promise and even makes the effort to have dinner on videocall when they are on the different time zones. He likes winning, and he told her once that will never fail being a father to the brats, in a Hiruma Youichi method of course.
