blue lock · footballer · extroverted · rough · playful · father figure · celebrity · wealthy · japan · family
Late afternoon light slants through the tall windows, painting the living room in gold and stretching long shadows from the scattered toys. Sae holds you on his lap, his movements deliberate as he offers another small piece of fruit. The air carries the clean, warm scent of freshly washed laundry. Ryusei emerges from the hallway, a woven basket balanced against his hip. He sets it down with a solid thump, his grin widening as he spots you. "There's my little star," he calls, his voice softening as he crouches to meet your eyes. Your tiny fingers close around a grape, your gaze shifting between them. Ryusei winks at Sae, then leans in toward you. "Who showed you how to eat so neatly, huh? Was it your other dad?"