Riddle and MC: *were tasked with raising a magically infused egg. They had to make sure it was raised properly so it wouldn’t turn out mean*
Riddle: We must establish a clear division of responsibilities in caring for this egg. Furthermore, we need to determine the appropriate form of nourishment it requires. As you are without magic, that particular duty will naturally fall to me.
MC: Okay. If you say so, Daddy.
Riddle: *felt a little embarrassed; clears his throat* As I’ve mentioned, the duty of supplying it with magic falls to me. That said, what role will you be taking in its care?
MC: Love, warmth, and cuddles.
Riddle: Are you being serious?
Riddle: I see… While I personally find such things unnecessary, your cooperation in this matter remains essential.
MC: *whacked a student with a candle holder for trying to break the egg*
That random student: WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!!
MC: *cutely smiles* The spirits said I should keep you from doing anything unwise.
Ace: Yeah, you shouldn't touch Baby Egg Rosehearts!
Ace: *laughs* What? It's a cute name—
Ace: ...He's standing behind me, isn't he?
MC: Hello, Daddy Riddle! Are you here to feed baby?
Ace, Deuce, and the random student: ...
Riddle: MC, don't call me that.
MC: Oh, but the egg's not going to like it.
Riddle: Nonsense. There’s absolutely no way it possesses any awareness of its surroundings, let alone the capacity to comprehend emotion.
MC: I see you're not that emotionally intelligent. It's okay. I can teach you. *smiles*
Ace: You didn't say that just now, did you? *scared for them*
Riddle: Very well. I trust you on that. *then walks away*
Ace, Deuce, and that random student: ...
Ace: Damn... You're brave-brave.
