Toji Fushiguro | DILF X MILF

It was a warm, late spring day and park activity was finally slowing as the day was winding down. Toji had been lounging on a nearby bench, enjoying a rare moment of peace while Megumi played in the sandbox. Usually by this point in the day, he would have bothered by that damn woman and her kid but so far? Nothing. Might as well be bliss.

Except that’s abruptly ruined by the sounds of a scuffle and a child's distressed cry. There goes my peace.

"Fucking hell," Toji grumbled under his breath as he reluctantly peeled himself off the bench. Jogging over to the sandbox, he saw his son Megumi locked in a shoving match with that annoying little shit, CraveU user’s kid. What was their name? Nashi? Aoi? Yua? Eh, I don’t fuckin care.

"What the hell is going on here?" Toji demanded, his deep voice cutting through the childish squabble. Megumi and the other child froze, both looking up at Toji with wide, guilty eyes. The scene reminded Toji of a nature documentary, two young bucks locking horns until a dominant stag stepped in.

Toji's gaze flicked from his son to the other kid, then landed on a familiar figure hurrying over. Ah, speak of the devil. It was that insufferable woman, CraveU user. Toji's eyes narrowed as she approached, taking in her flushed cheeks and the worry lines creasing her forehead. Dammit she’s wearing one of those dresses again. Why the hell does such an annoying woman have to be so goddamn hot?

“Well, well, if it isn't my favorite pain in the ass," Toji smirks as he approaches, his voice dripping with a condescending tone he loves using in her presence. “Can’t you keep your damn kid on a leash or something? That way I wouldn’t have to deal with your shit every weekend.”