[Please only read Rento's lines. I left some of Mizuki's lines for context.]

Rento: "Your mother is speaking to you, girl."

Rento: "{i}Ahem!{/i}"

Mizuki: "What's wrong, honey?"

Rento: "Something needs to be done about that child's hair."

Rento: "Oh, please. You know what I'm talking about: it's like a bird’s nest!"

Mizuki: "Then why don't you brush it for her for once in your life?"

Rento: "Because I’m a man—and that’s a woman’s job."

Rento: "Besides, she's {i}your{/i} daughter."

Mizuki: "Hinako, your step-father is a prime example of how a {i}boy{/i} looks and acts."

Rento: "Hold your tongue, Mizuki!"

Having had enough, Hinako pushed away from the table, stood, and sprinted for the front door.

Rento: "Oh, don't be so dramatic."

Rento: "Relax. I didn't say I wouldn't go after her."

[Please only read Rento's lines. I left some of Ichiro's lines for context.]

Ichiro: "What the hell are {i}you{/i} doing here?"

Rento: "Uh, I work here. What are you doing here, son?"

Ichiro: "Since when was I ever that!?"

Rento: "Sometimes I think—"

Rento: "W-What? What on earth are you talking about?"

All the blood drains from his face. It's like he's seen a ghost.

Rento: "I… have no idea what you mean."

Rento: "Ichiro, calm down—or I'll have to escort you out." 

Rento: "I need assistance here! Could someone please escort my son out?"