"Yurippe disappeared, Pa. I-I-I can't sleep without him. Huweee... what if something happens to Yurippe? Papa, help me find Yurippe!!" Ryushin said. His eyes started to glaze over.
"Yurippe who? Since when does anyone else live in our house, um?"
"Yurippe is my dakimakura, Pa."
Jangjun frowned. He couldn't understand what his son was talking about.
"W-what? Dakiunta?"
Jangjun repeated Ryushin's words. How did Jangjun know about the importance of dakimakura for a weasel like Ryushin?
"Ah, I forgot. Which old man knows the meaning of dakimakura---"
Ctak!!
Ryushin's head was immediately kicked by his father.
"It's good to say Papa is old! This Papa is not even 30 years old you know, Shin!!" Jangjun snapped.
"Yeah, whatever! Anyway, now papa has to find a daki---uh, I mean that long pillow that I usually hug when I sleep, you know, Pa?"
"Oh, that?" Jangjun's gaze went to the long pillow with Yurippe's character lying on the floor of his room, "Papa borrowed it earlier. Because it's the right size to hug."
"WHAT?!" Ryushin shouted.
Ryushin bumped into his papa who was in the doorway, barging in. Ryushin immediately took his beloved dakimakura. In fact, Ryushin had to save for a year first, in order to get it.
How could his father take the dakimakura, without Ryushin's knowledge.
"Papa, this is my dakimakura! Antique, unique, new, limited edition, expensive! Since when did you like things like this, huh? Do you intend to auction them off or do you even want to sell them? Oh, no!!"
Ryushin's mouth fell open. What an astonishing expression.
Seeing that expression, Jangjun felt like de javu. A second later, Jangjun burst out laughing. 'How can they be that similar?' he thought.
Ryushin pursed his lips. Ryushin was even confused by his father's behavior.
Does being single for too long lead to mental disorders? Should he report to Aunt Jia? All this time, all he knew was that his aunt had been his father's wild handler.
However, Ryushin's disdainful thoughts stopped when his gaze caught something.
The tissue was lying next to his father's cell phone. There is soap there too. Oh yeah, Ryushin just realized, his dakimakura was also near the cellphone, tissue and soap earlier.
Ryushin's eyes immediately bulged, even though all he managed to show was his inline eyes.
"You've done the ritual, haven't you?" Ryushin asked with a probing look.
"Ohok! Ohok! Ri-ritual what, Shin?"
Jangjun coughed loudly in surprise.
To be continued....