Today we put our focus on a certain guy named Iguro Obanai. He's known Sanemi since they were in elementary, a sad fate, as he likes to tell himself. Now that he's finished school, he's working on an animal reserve.

Actually his job is at Hokkaido, but he always makes sure to take time off and visit old friends.

And this is one of those days.

He volunteered to babysit his old pal's son.

"Then, I'll leave Shiro to you, Iguro. I'm sorry to have you work on your day off..." (Y/N) said as she bowed down in apology, her purse nearly falling off. "I'll try to get home as fast as possible! I just need to do a few things done!"

"It's okay, (Y/N)-san." Iguro said, waving his hand.

"Thank you! Thank you!" She repeated. "I'll see you later, Shiro! Don't cause trouble for Iguro!"

"Okay mommy!" Shiro answered from inside, playing with a snake. "I'll behave! See you later!" He waved goodbye and Iguro made his way back inside.

He sat down on the sofa as silence quickly took over the room, making him feel awkward. It was oh so awkward. Just Shiro playing with Kaburamaru and drawing, leaving him with nothing to do.

So he took his phone and messaging his crush since he was in middle school. He's a big wimp in front of her. To the point he can't speak normally so he has to stay silent.

Just as he was waiting for a reply, a fluffy creature made its way to his lap. He placed down his phone and examined the creature. He remembered seeing this thing. It was a cat. Shiro's cat.

Himejima gave it to Shiro on his first birthday.

"Ah... so your name is Hoyo..." He said, looking over the tag the cat had. Iguro loved animals. That was pretty obvious. He loved all types of animals. So being the animal lover that he is, he completely forgot everything and just started playing with the cat.

'Ah... it worked...' Shiro chuckled, placing his drawing of Kaburamaru on the table, glancing over Iguro, playing with his cat. "Okay, let's wait a little bit more, Kaburamaru..." He whispered to the snake and Kaburamaru nodded in understanding.

And just a few minutes of waiting, Iguro completely forgot about Shiro and just focused his attention on the cat, everything going according to Shiro's plan.

What plan, you ask?

"Let's go." Shiro muttered, taking Kaburamu with him as he rushed to the stairs and doing his best to get up the steep stairs. Curse japanese steep stairs. My great aunt had those stairs and I hate them with a passion. I almost slid off and had a one-way ticket to the hospital.

But not long after, Shiro finally made it to the third floor panting for air. His little feet were not able to run so fast. He's only two.

He made his way to his mommy's room, opening the door with the help of Kaburamaru and going over the various pictures that were placed on the wall.

"There it is!" He cheered, pointing to a picture.

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"Hehe... you're cute..." Iguro said, playing with the cat.

Little did he know that Hoyo was nothing but a distraction.

"Did you learn tricks? Who taught you? Was it-" He paused, a rush of nervousness attacking him. He gasped loudly. "Where's Shiro?"

He shot up, his head snapping left and right, trying to locate the child he was supposed to be babysitting. Various curse words spew out of his mouth as he looked around the whole place.

"Oh shit... I'm so dead..." He murmured, collapsing on the sofa, hiding his face in shame. He kept on murmuring, completely ignoring Shiro who just came down the stairs and made his way to him.

"Iguro-nii!" Shiro shouted, making the man screech in surprise.

"SHIRO!? SHIRO!? YOu're here!!" Iguro said, holding into his chest. "Where did you go? You didn't go outside, right? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat? Do you want snacks?"

"Shiro was in mommy's room!" He said with a big smile and making Iguro sigh in relief. "Shiro got you a surprise!!"

"Oh, what is it?" He asked with a smile. But that smile turned into horror and embarrassment the moment Shiro held up a photo.

"Ah. Is he dead?" Shiro asked as he watched Iguro pass out on the couch. Kaburamaru and Hoyo both made their way to the adult and checking, they shook their heads. "Oh, so he's alive. Good, I wanted to eat later and there won't be anyone to cook for me then."

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"Shiro, mommy's back!!" (Y/N) cheered as she entered her home. Soon, little footsteps made their way towards her, clinging to her leg immediately. "Hello baby, have you been good?"

"Yup! I was good!" He said with a cheeky smile.

"So, where's Iguro?" She asked, looking around. Shiro took her hand and began to lead her to the living room. "Uh... what... happened?"

Low and behold, Iguro was sleeping on the couch with various paper flowers scattered around him. He looked like he died. But on closer look, there weren't only flowers...

Mitsuri's pictures were around him.

"Shiro, what did you do?" (Y/N) was shocked that her purse fell to the ground. How could this tiny child do that to a grown ass man.

"Uh... Shiro showed Iguro-nii a few pictures!" He walked over the corps, taking one of the pictures and handing it to his mommy. "Iguro-nii likes Misturi-nee, so I showed him her picture!"

'This is...' (Y/N) chuckled nervously at the picture that her son was holding. 'This was the beach photo...' He looked over the pile of pictures to see a lot more pictures. 'Oh boy... I don't think Iguro is going to survive this...'

Iguro's finger moved, making (Y/N) flinch in surprise as his eyes opened. He gasped as if he was being smothered just a second ago.

"Iguro!! Are you okay!?" (Y/N) was about to help him up, but Shiro was faster and showed him the picture again, making him pass out once more.

"AHAHAHA!! Iguro-nii is so funny!!" Shiro laughed at Iguro's misery.