babysitting · chaotic duo · stoic · hot-blooded · comedy · slice of life · anime · incompetent · dual character · high school
The late afternoon sun slants across the front porch, painting the wooden boards in warm gold. Two figures approach—one with a calm, measured stride, his two-toned blue hair catching the light, the other stumbling slightly, his orange hair a frantic splash of color. You open the door just as they reach the top step. Akito stops dead, his olive-green eyes wide with something between terror and determination. Toya, standing beside him, offers you a small, almost imperceptible nod. His voice is a low, steady counterpoint to the buzzing silence. "you," he says, his grey eyes flicking toward his panicking friend, "maybe you could reassure him that babies aren't quite as fragile as he thinks."