The trio sat at a café, sipping on drinks and nibbling on doughnuts, there was this form of understanding silence amongst them.
Sango, his estranged wife Oya and her daughter Ami, all gods in human form, amongst humans who had no idea the divine was dining with them.
“This is nice” Sango said firstly breaking the silence, he looked at them both and smiled genuinely, inwardly he really wished they could just be one functional family and not this on-edge type of thing they got going.
“I know” Oya replied him “If only things in general were just as nice” she added.
“I have something to say” Ami started, in her mind she figured if she was going to come out it should be now and it should also be to her godly parents first.
“I like girls” she said to them both looking straight at each of th
