“Of course you do and you seem to have a very nice way of showing it too.” – Tezuka was waiting for him. – “Calling your sister a whore is such a nice way of showing your appreciation. Why don’t you sit here for awhile?” – He pushed him rashly to the sofa and stared at him. – “You look like shit.” – He continued casually. – “Drinking is one thing but being drunk all the time is another – believe me, I know. I also happen to know that I am not the best father for you two. Okay, I agree with all the flaws you put on my name but let me tell you one thing, boy – you don’t make things easier for me. Your sister will probably be awake in an hour or so – get your ass to the bathroom and put some water on yourself. I want you freshen up when she wakes up. Tell her something nice for a change and get her out or something. I want you two to figure out what’s your damn problem and help yourselves. Is this too hard of a thing for you, boy?” – He tried very hard on keeping his voice down but his anger with both of them was present in every word.