There was never a day when his room wasn’t a mess. Koichi tried to keep it clean - Jin didn’t care, it would only get dirty again, anyway - but his little bird loves to play. A very active bird, and Jin couldn’t help but buy a new toy every so often.
“Too many,” the detective murmured as he reached for the closest toy to him - a small rope with bells attached to it - and slid ot across the desk, to which Kina scampered after it.
Tearing his attention from the pink ball of fluff playing on his desk, he looked at his child with a slow blink. “Do I ever sleep?” Letting out a small sigh, Jin stretched his arms above his head. “No, not really. Too busy workin’ on the latest case.” Not to mention the fact that Koichi has been gone a few days for whatever reason he said, so there’s that. “What ‘bout you, huh? Have you slept, eaten?”










