Dakimakura

"It's good to say that Papa is old! This Papa is only 29 years old if you forget, Shin!" Jangjun groaned, annoyed.

"Yeah, whatever. Anyway, now papa has to find a daki---uh, I mean that soft thing like a long bolster that I usually hug when I sleep, you know, Pa." Ryushin explained while raising his hands in the air, matching the length of the bolster he was looking for.

"Oh, that?" Jangjun's gaze went to the long pillow with Yurippe's character lying on the floor of his room, "Papa borrowed it earlier. Because it's the right size to hug."

"WHAT?!" Ryushin shouted.

He bumped into his papa who was in the doorway, barging in. He immediately took his beloved dakimakura.

In fact, Ryushin had to save up for a year to get it. How could his father take it without his knowledge, Ryushin thought.