“Papa, we need to talk,” Kasumi says, strolling into the living...

Papa stops folding their laundry and turns to her, adopting a serious expression on his face. “Yes?”
“It’s about your marriage,” Kasumi answers gravely.
"Marry," she says, enunciating the word carefully. "It's about time for you to get marry, so I brought some options for you to chose from."
"Kasumi-chan, we talked about this." Papa frowns, looking concern. "I'm happy with just us two."
Kasumi sighs, because they did but Papa fought it off every time like it's her happiness is on the line here and not /his/. She got this though. Didn't spend an hour rehearsing her argument to not win.
“You’re ten,” Papa cuts in.
Kasumi scowls. “That’s not the point though! I’m just saying I can’t always be with you and I don’t want you to feel lonely when I’m not there.”
Jackpot. Now going in for the kill, Kasumi looks away for a second and drops her voice to a slight tremor like she can barely contain her emotion. "A-and I always wanted to know what it's like to have another parent like all the other kids."
Kasumi tries not to smile but it's near thing.
"Perfect," she declares, pulling away from Papa enough to show him her portfolio. "This," she points toward her binder, "is 'Project: Get Papa a Rich Handsome Alpha Husband' or as I call it 'Get rich or Die Trying'."
Kasumi puffs up her chest proudly. "Isn't it?" She opens the binder and steers Papa's eyes to the first page. "Now, I'd carefully handpicked and narrowed down a handful of viable candidates so far."
Papa cocks his head thoughtfulul. "Such as?"
Papa's eye twitch. "That's very thorough, Kasumi-chan."
And it's this kind of thing that make Kasumi's heart soar because only Papa. Her dearest Papa. She wants to launch herself into his lap and scream in joy.
"Of course." She clears her throat. Turning several pages forward, she lands on a spread with a picture glued to a corner, several graphs, and blocks of text all over it. "Now, the no. 1 candidate so far at a 7.2 rating is Hirota Ryuu—"
"Yes, Hirota-sensei! And there's always room for improvement." She huffs. "Not everyone can be as perfect as you and me, Papa."
Papa stifles a laugh into his hand. "Okay, go on."
"Well, he is handsome," he admits wistfully.
"Good," she nods her head, pleased with herself, "because I gave him bonus point for that. Anyone that you attracted to get extra points for making you happy."
"Okay, so," she plows on, "Hirota-sensei scores pretty good all across the board. The only reason his score is that low is the fact he's a serial dater." She makes a face.
"Of course," Papa agrees in amusement, which made Kasumi's narrow her eyes slightly because this is serious business.
"You love heroes and he's from a family of them so that gave Todoroki-san a huge advantage over the other competitors. He also got a good reputation among the public. His only downsize," Kasumi grimaces, "is that he got the personality of a brick wall."
"Well," she starts, rolling her eyes, "he /is/ a little dull. His interviews all come off as dry and I nearly fell asleep a minute in watching them. His beautiful face can only get him so far."
"Okay," she lies easily, like the lying liar that she is. "So moving on to no." She turns the page once more, but this time with reluctancy as she lands on the next one.
Papa immediately stiffens at that name and eyes zeroes in on Bakugou's page right away. No surprise there.
"I don't like him," she states flatly with narrowed eyes. "Sure he's handsome, powerful, and is the no.1 hero in Japan but he's also rude, belligerent, and annoying."
Papa stutters. "W-what?!
"I know about the photos of Zero you've collected and hidden under the bed."
Papa drops his face into his hand and groans. "Have mercy on me."
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