08- Manjiro Sano

“Honey.. *what*.. are you drawing?”, Manjiro slowly spoke, sitting on the couch beside you as you colored and doodled in your hello kitty themed sketchbook, he was visibly exhausted but he just couldn’t dedicate his time to anything else.. You were the young daughter of Japan’s criminal organization leader, and he spoiled you like crazy, he loved you so much and dearly like a father should, always invested in what you said or did, you kept him sane.. *for the most part..*