Alcohol is bad

“Dad, may I ask you something?”

Chiaki smiled at his junior who sat safely tied by the safety belt on the seat beside him, “Yes Shinji, what’s it?”

“Why did you name me Shinji? People kept asking me do I have a big brother or not…” asked the dark haired 5 years old boy.

Chiaki laughed, “Because I am Shinichi, so you are Shinji…”

“Okay…” the boy nodded, understood and satisfied with the simple answer given by his dad.

Chiaki was so proudwith his son. He was just like him, handsome, smart and full of talents. And thanks God, he did not in herit anything weird from his mother except his skill to play piano. The biy was just 5 and he could read scores as good as he read newspaper.

“Mmm, Daddy, may I ask you again?”

“Yes, son, What is it?”

“Why did you marry Mommy?”

Chiaki frowned. It was not an easy question but however he needs to answer it truthfully.

The older Chiaki sighed, “Well son,” *sigh* “Alcohol is bad”

{a.n} ^_^ kanji “Ji” from shinji is also read as “2nd” that’s why people think that he had a big bro/sis and kanji “ichi” from Shinichi is also read as “1st”