11. Misbehave

Joon just pursed his lips in response. He was lazy to argue with the Japanese who was very clever in arguing. Like someone else, Vin thought.

Vin doesn't feel it, if it's him who often argues, not Takeyuki. Vin never really looks in the mirror.

"Can you walk alone?" Mr. Itsuki asked, softly. He still held his son's body by wrapping his arms around Mr. Itsuki's neck.

Vin shook his head slowly and pursed his lips. He still blamed Mr. Itsuki for making him slip down the stairs.

Mr. Itsuki exhaled, roughly. He feels guilty too if it's like this. Mr. Itsuki crouched in front of Joon.

"Get on Otou-san's back! Hurry up!" Mr. Itsuki's orders. There is a real sense of compulsion. The last time he carried Vin on his back, his spine tightened. Mr. Itsuki had back pain, which kept him out of the office for two days.

Vin smiled, satisfied. He immediately jumped onto his father's back.

"Cough! Cough!" Mr. Itsuki coughed loudly from the heavy weight on his back at the moment. He used the wall to help him up.

As time went on, Mr. Itsuki felt that his son's weight was only increasing. Mr. Itsuki stood with a limp. When Mr. Itsuki was able to stand up straight, his arms stretched back to support his son's body.

However, he felt that his son's ass was wet. Mr. Itsuki immediately rubbed his hands--the former holding Vin's wet pants--against the wall.

"Huwaakh! What is this, Vin?! Why are your pants wet?!" Mr. Itsuki shouted. He was still rubbing his hands against the wall. He was disgusted with himself.

Mr. Itsuki kissed the hand, which had previously been wet from touching Vin's ass.

"How ... stinky? Aaah ... disgusting! Get off my back, Vin! You just peed your pants, didn't you?" M. Itsuki shouted excitedly. He tried to let go of Vin's hand that was wrapped around his neck.

Vin wrapped his arms around Mr. Itsuki's neck tighter. His legs were also wrapped around the Japanese man's body. Vin shook his head.

"I don't want to go down! It's good! It's made people's legs sprain but it's not the responsibility!" Vin grumbled, annoyed.

Vin wants to teach the Japanese a lesson. Just holding a little of Vin's urine, it's already excited. Try to be a father, papa and daddy? The three of them even often washed the bedwetting and poop in Vin's pants, when Vin was little. The Japanese really don't have the talent to be a father, Vin thought, annoyed.

"Get down! Hurry up!" Mr. Itsuki snapped. He while twisting his body to make Vin's grip loosen.

"I don't want to! My legs still hurt to walk, Otou-san! How come Otou-san is not responsible!" Vin grumbled, not accepting it. He tightened his grip on Mr. Itsuki's neck even more. Vin instead bounced his body on Mr. Itsuki's back, as if increasing his body weight so that the Japanese man's spine was pinched. Let me know the taste of this Japanese, Vin thought full of revenge.

*Otou-san = daddy

Mr. Itsuki lost his balance because of Joon who kept moving randomly on his back. The floor was wet with drops of water from the wet pants that Vin was wearing, making the floor slippery. Mr. Itsuki's leg slipped and his body fell backwards.

THUD!!

Vin, who had been on Mr. Itsuki's back since earlier, of course fell backwards, hard. Vin's head hit the floor first, followed by Itsuki's burly body which was also on top of Vin's body. For an instant, Vin's eyes darkened.

"Aakkh, I already told you not to move too much, Vin! You're heavy, you know. We're both falling, right?" Mr. Itsuki grumbled. It moves sideways and drops off Vin's stomach, which he feels like he's fallen on a banana boat.

Mr. Itsuki Akizawa sat beside Vin who was still lying down. He looked at the floor that looked a little glistening from the moonlight from the window. There's a puddle of water there, it's no wonder it's slippery.

"Vin! Don't blame me! It was your bed bugs that made me fall and hit you earlier! So, it's not Otou-san's fault!" Mr. Itsuki continued to defend herself. He was already afraid to imagine that his son would nag him as usual.

Vin didn't respond. He was still motionless with his face turned in another direction, not looking at Mr. Itsuki.