Black Eyes and Bruises – Wataru and Midori
Wataru Takagi was very happy with how his life turned out most of the time. However, picking up his fifteen year old daughter from detention was not one of his favorite activities. Midori met him at the school gates, fairly cheerful despite her black eye and the bruise across her cheek. He sighed.
"What happened?"
She rolled her eyes at him. "It's not that bad, touchan. The idiot said that dance was for sissies."
"So you beat him up?"
She huffed. "Of course not. If that had been all, I would have invited him to practice. Seeing what dancers do for three hours straight typically changes people's minds. No, then he said that I obviously took after my mother, and the only way I could get anywhere was to seduce my way there, just as my mother obviously had. So I broke his nose."
He sighed but had to hide a smile. Midori did take after her mother, in more ways than one.