Masanori continues to be a hellion well into his teenage years. He breaks curfew constantly – not out of malice, but out of sheer forgetfulness.
Tonight is no different.
Eventually, Hairu falls asleep. But Ui can’t. He stays up, waiting nervously for his son’s return.
Around 2 am, the door bursts open.
“Dad! I’m sorry!” Masanori’s voice cracks. “I stayed out late watching Harry Potter with Furuta.”
Of course, my son’s the only person who stays out late to spend time in prison. Ui sighs.
“Did you finish the eighth movie? That one’s my favorite.” Hairu blinks back sleep. She stands in the doorway to their bedroom.
“Furuta’s favorite character is Lucius. I think he wants a bad dad who would give up everything for his son.” Masanori looks sad.
“Oh.” Ui can’t help but pity Uncle Fruit. “Well, who is yours?”
“Since Sirius is dead, Ginny. She reminds me of Mom.” Masanori smiles at Hairu, who grins back.
“You’re like Bill, Ui.” Hairu winks.
“That would make me your brother!” He sticks out his tongue.
“Uh.” Masanori pales. “I’ll be off to sleep now. Sorry for the wait!”
Mercy and Magic 