[Kamikaze Chinchilla]

Arata followed Rie and stood on Nobuo's other side, looking at the board and then listening to what Rie had to say. "Yah, daddy let's us do more things than you. He loves us this much more," Arata spread his arms out to emphasize the point. He thought this was great fun, teasing someone who was treated with less favor than them.

Nobuo wouldn't doubt it, after being asleep for 800 years, it was logical that the bonds would have been eroded between father and son. Nobuo, though, only smiled and nodded, "If he loves me that much less, then he wouldn't mind me doing this, right?" Nobuo pulled off one of the papers and folded it before storing it inside a pouch that was strapped to his belt, "And..while you go play your small games, I'll be playing a bigger and more entertaining one." Nobuo thought he'd needed to mess with their heads, as though he wanted some sort of payback. He felt the urge to hurt the two as well, almost as retaliation for something else, something far more severe.