Whereas Uta has been pining for Papa since the day he left and counting the days until his return, Kizuki hasn't seemed to notice his absence. She often sings of the people in her life that she wants to see, chanting their names over and over like a spell to make them appear. But there hasn't even been a single mention of him. Today, however, suddenly everything looks like H. The lady in this subway add and the drawing in our living room were pointed at repeatedly and declared "Papa!". I'd venture to say its anything with black hair and glasses, but then she also started pointing to Uta's basketball and calling it Papa too.
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