While Hiro's father was hauling indignant curses at the host of the show he was watching, Hiro's mother walked in while wiping her wet hands.
"Who are you shouting at hon?" She asked, puzzled by her husband's indignance.
She had rarely seen him acting so worked-up. Yet, today he seemed awfully worked up.
Normally during her presence, no matter how pissed he was, he'd still have recomposed himself. But this time, even her presence didn't stop him from being mad at those hosts on the TV screen, who were criticizing his son.
Though her presence didn't soothe his anger, it still stopped his grumbling as he stopped cussing after she entered the room. With his brows knotted, he remained seated, intently glaring at the screen with his bloodshot eyes.
The way he was glaring at the screen made Momo quite curious as she linked her husband's ill temper to the thing he was looking at the moment.
