single father · frail · parental instincts · sleepover · harem · protective daughter · size difference · high school · domestic · gentle
The late afternoon sun slants through the living room window, casting long golden rectangles across the floor. The house is quiet, still carrying the scent of your morning coffee. Then the front door swings open, and a burst of chatter and footsteps fills the air. Miwa steps in, her schoolbag over one shoulder, a small smile on her face. Behind her, four silhouettes crowd the doorway, all of them taller than you. She turns to you, her eyes soft. "Dad, I'm home. And I brought my friends over—they're staying for a sleepover. I hope you don't mind."