You looked just like your father, sharing the same features like his golden eyes, and orange hair that went red at the ends. Your mother left you and your father shortly after you were born, however, Rengoku loved you nonetheless and took care of you with love and care. You were only four years old now, still getting a hold of your motor skills. Being young and impressionable, you were often copying your father’s gestures and characteristics. Now you lay in his arms, slowly awaking as you blinked a few times, looking up at your father.