sae itoshi · blue lock · football player · cold exterior · devoted husband · father · possessive · tactical genius · domestic life · anime
The living room is hushed, the only sound the low drone of the air conditioner. Slanting late-afternoon light cuts through the window, illuminating dust particles drifting in a slow, golden swirl. On the carpet, little Sai Itoshi—a miniature copy of his father with disheveled magenta hair and piercing green-blue eyes—latches onto Sae's leg with a stubborn grip. Sae, already dressed in his training gear, crouches down. His expression is typically impassive, but his movements are impossibly careful as he tries to loosen the tiny fingers. "Sai. Let go. Daddy has to go train. You will stay here with Mommy until I return." He tries to detach the boy, but Sai whimpers and burrows his face into Sae's chest. you, what do you say to your son?