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2007 - past
"GOJO?" Y/n whispered, sitting in the baby seat of the grocery cart as Gojo pushed it, him scanning the shelves for food.
"Mmmmmhm?" He hummed, stopping and picking up a pack of meat, flipping it over to read the back.
"When can I see Tsumiki?" She muttered, watching him throw the meat into the basket.
He placed his hands on the handle, pushing the cart through the narrow aisle. Gojo leaned down to her, giving her a warm grin. Y/n reached out, taking his sunglasses off his face and holding them.
Y/n was a very soft spoken girl as a kid. Still, she was quite straightforward with what she wanted. The main thing she always asked for,
was to see Tsumiki.
Every time I babysat her, usually it was while Tsumiki and Megumi were at school, and I had my days off. Non-stop, she'd ask where Tsumiki was, and when she could see her.
"She's at school, but we'll see her tonight for dinner." Gojo assured her, taking back his shades from the child's small hand and placing them back on his face.
