Watching Over Her

Takes place after Daichi's True Ending. This story is not to be taken seriously, just a fun little story. Might as well be a parody.

Dera-Deka narrowed his eyes, seeing his daughter walk out of the restaurant she often spent her days at, when she wasn't doing concert that orange-haired woman with the most impractical outfit ever. He had seen her, talking to some boy with what looked to be a trash bag over his head. "Goodbye Airi," he called out to her in a casual voice. Hmph! Like the detective couldn't really figure out what was really going on!

That boy was going to take advantage of his poor, innocent Airi.

Several minutes before...

"So, this weirdo tried to steal my panties in school during gym, and I ended up beating him up so badly that he ended up pissing blood. Next thing I knew, I was being told that I had 'anger issues', can you believe that?!" Airi cried as Jungo listened, making some chawanmushi for her. "At least I had a few people backing me up. Perverts like that guy need to be taught a lesson. If they're not, how will they learn?! They'll end up ruining their lives because of their idiocy!" she grinned. "Luckily I'm here to educate them."

Jungo laughed softly, smiling at Airi. "They are very lucky."

"Thanks Jungo!"

No, he had to put a stop to this! The garbage-head kid would not lay a finger on his daughter, not as long as he was alive and able to move at least one of his fingers.

Taking a deep breath, he stomped over into the restaurant. "Hello," Jungo greeted. "What would you like to have today? May I recommend chawanmushi?"

Dera-Deka cleared his throat. It was then that he noticed how huge this kid was. Another reason why he might defile his precious daughter, he seemed to be an older man! "I have observed that you have been spending an awful lot of time spending time with a certain Airi Ban." Jungo nodded. "What exactly is your relationship with her?"

"Are you her father, Mr. Ban?" Dera-Deka was taken back. "Did I guess right?" The thing that disturbed him was how innocent and sincere his voice and face were.

"How did you-?!"

Jungo blinked before answering. "Your hair is the same color as Airi's, and my boss has often told me that girls' fathers are very protective of them," Jungo stated. Damn! If a kid like this could figure this out, then what chance did he have to hide from the Hotsuins?!

Jungo smiled at him. "I am happy to meet you, Mr. Ban," he said, bowing a little. "What would you like to eat?" The thing he really hated about this person was how nice he was acting. It made it harder to hate him for obviously trying to take advantage of Airi.

"Stop with the games!" Dera-Deka yelled, slamming his palms on the counter. "I know what you're doing!"

"...what am I doing? Am I doing something wrong?"

"You're going to take advantage of my daughter," Dera-Deka said, pointing an accusing finger at Jungo. Jungo blinked again. "You know, you could at least react, kid."

"Oh..." Jungo took a deep breath. "HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE ME?!" Jungo screamed, nearly blowing Dera-Deka away. "Was that better?" he said, once again looking very innocent, like a small child. "I am not taking advantage of your daughter," he explained calmly. "She's a very good friend of mine.

Dera-Deka looked at the kid, completely and utterly confused. Either this kid was that thick or he was making a fool out him. "What's your name?" he asked, realizing he didn't even know the kid's name.

"Jungo Torii!" he said brightly, smiling. Dera-Deka sighed. Jungo would be the end of him.

He needed a freakin' drink. "I'll be back, and I'll be watching. Don't touch my daughter, and no funny business!"

"But I like making her laugh," Jungo said, looking sad before Dera-Deka shouted in frustration and ran out. "Goodbye, hope you come again."

Not the end, but I wanna stop here for now. Please tell me what you think. Thank you!