I want to protect her. I want to hold her close, to run my fingers through her soft hair, and feel her giggles tickling my ear. I want to spend the night drinking and telling jokes with her. Of course, being much wiser and experienced than a normal child, I'm sure she'd know her share of dirty jokes and anecdotes. To hear swearing like a sailor coming out of Rika-chan's sweet mouth would be a dream come true. And then at night she would snuggle close, and I would gently embrace her. Not a little girl, and yet not a woman either, I would try to ease her discomfort in a kind, fatherly way. I would tell her I would be with her no matter what, and I would make sure she finally has a chance to become a full-grown woman. Tears in her eyes, she would bury her face in my chest and stay close through the night.
Why can't she be real?