A tad belated and maybe not worth the wait but there is little she can do without ruining it with her odd demonic nature, reason why the effort placed on why physical gestures were the only gift she can grant in these kind of occasion -- stiff arms placed on his shoulders and what can be labeled as a forced hug is what he is pulled into. "A man such as yourself is still no good and that won't never change the fact you are Master's father. Thank you for everything."
It had been a time where he was still busy thinking about his own father's well being. The same couldn't be said for Beel who was eagerly trying to learn everything he could about this occasion. A holiday spent as a shout out to all the father's out there? This was the primary reason as to why the demonic youth kept shooting a series of stares at Ishiyama's Oga Tatsumi. How was he supposed to even go about giving him a Happy Father's Day!?
The duo's internal question would be interrupt by the abrupt entry of the one woman he'd consider Beel's mother. Eyes perked open a little wider; it was instant recognition from the delinquent's end. "Hilda?"
"Crap. Thought you would've been off a bit longer." His voice wasn't hinting at anything, it was genuine surprise. "Ya need Baby Beel for somethin'?" Why else would there be such a considering look in her eyes? That's when the surprises only built up. He'd watch as she took her practically robotic stance as she approached. Standing tall, confusion would melt off to surprise as he finally caught the gist of what she was going for. A bit tight, but what she pulled him into was a tender embrace.
Her words followed after the gesture and that's when it all begin to click. The purpose as to why she'd ever consider something so sentimental. Seemingly frozen in surprise, that's when another pair of arms would join in for the cause. An excited squeal sprung from the young youth as he nuzzled tight against his father figure. "Beel, you too..? Oga uttered. Feeling a pinch silly soon after.
Of course he would.
Receiving such an affectionate father's day surprise had never cross Oga's mind before. Even in that dark abyss of a heart, blooming warmth was felt even though he'd rarely admit as such. Little did he know, there was a growing smile developing as it began to get the better of him. One hand would rise to gingerly brush along the mint spikes of his body, while another arm would reach over to return the gesture with an awkwardly placed hug around the demon maid.
"You two.. Heh." Their bond was at a point beyond words. Actions alone should clearly show how he felt on this, but even that fact couldn't stop him.
"..Thank you."
