He can barely stop an amused snort. Laughing now surely wouldn’t help his authority, but Soetsu does remind him of someone… Someone he’d be better off if he never thought about him again. He forces back a light hearted tone in his words. “I don’t think so. The pastry you’re holding right now is your last for today, okay?”
*Soetsu turns to his sisters hopefully*

Sorry kiddo. Romanov-kun’s the one in charge of you while mom and dad are away, not us.









