[Hyenadog]

Little Jun was so excited to learn about his Japanese heritage, finding out some of his ancestors may have been armored warriors with swords was just the coolest thing to the little boy. "Yeah! Sam-rai!" He laughed, unable to control the volume of his voice and giggling when he was lifted and cuddled. He held onto his father, holding his plastic sword out like they were charging into battle, only to see Mitsuo sleeping soundly on the bed.

"Mama said he's tired." Said Jun, looking up to Gil and pouting.

Mitsuo rolled onto his side and made a soft sound, so comfortable on the fluffy bed, snoring softly.