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It starts with Saku-chan deciding she no longer wants to wear, or even own, dresses. Oh, did he say Saku-chan? Whoops, he means Yuzu. Saku-chan is three and terrifically literate, speaking carefully so she can properly explain why dresses are no longer wearable.
"Yuzu says that, um, they're hard to run in. And if you wear them on a ummm, a bat-tall-field, you can get hurt! Real bad!"
And her cheeks puff up as she plants her fists on her hips and how can he say no to that? But, well...
"Ok. And why are you trying to burn them?"
"Ninjas breathe fire but I dunno how to yet!" That's much more excited, accompanied by her brandishing the matches she'd fished out of the kitchen drawer that held the emergency candles with eyes just sparkling.
Which is great.
And, oh! He gets the pleasure of informing Mebuki that their little daughter, who wanted to be a princess last week, has now decided to become a shinobi.
It probably won't stick.