It was a shame to hear about how underrated the professional athlete's achievements were, but since Ikeda quickly jumped to Japan's current situation there was not much left for Jahho-Pekka to agonize over, concerning Ikeda's carrier. "My sensei's lived in Europe eversince he was a young student", he replied automatically, feeling unsure as to how much of the Arashidas' past he was allowed to tell without getting too personal, overdramatic, or sounding insensitiv. Fortunately for him, though, the subject quickly changed to rumours around Ikeda's absent from championships. "Should they not sound crazy enough for your taste, I am sure the two of us could come up with some wild ones to spread", he said again with his childish grin shining all over his face. "I'm sure my wife could contribute perfectly to the creativity." Nevertheless there was visible admiration in his grey eyes as Ken now explained how he had been doing, and what, for the past few years. "Man!" Jahho-Pekka chuckled, shaking his head, after which he had to brush away his dreadlocks from his face. "You see why we loved you, right? There is power in pursuing one's passion. Too few do it. No matter how crazy it is, as long as it hurts no one, that's the best thing to do for yourself, and for others." There were bits of the younger Jahho-Pekka leaking from the gaps between the words he spoke. He had to think of the time when he hated school, sucked at engineering, and had to convince his family almost on a weekly basis why he stuck with photography.
"Ja tämää on isin kissa!", the Fin completed his daughter's claim of him, waiting for his
kitty to climb him up. "I guess no need to say that this one's mine?", he asked Ikeda with a goofy smile while bargaining in Finnish with the kitty at his leg. Finally he gave up and lifted the eight year old. Minkka smiled victoriously, as though she had finally tamed a vicious dragon which was now all hers to ride and soar with through the skies.
Minkka said
"Let's go back to Mommy!"
"Mommy sounds good." Minkka looked at Ken to check if he had perceived how gloriously she was
steering the
giant. "Hi, Mommy", Jahho-Pekka greeted his wife, pointig to tge stranger in his company, like a mischievous kid bringing trophies back home after a long day of having played outside. While he bent a little to take the box Neve was holding, Minkka stuck two of his dreadlocks into Neve's closer ear, which gave both her and her brother a good laugh. Sticking isi's hair here and there was only one of their favourite experiments.
"That's because it's Ken Ikeda, from the MMA. Remember?", he gave Neve a hint before anyone else got the chance. Antti imitated "M.M.M.M...", and Minkka completed his
theory, shouting "M & M" which resulted in both of them staring at Ken with great expectation in their eyes. It was not hard to see through how Jahho-Pekka was trying to stay the understanding father while his own excitement on the matter, and the urge to tell Neve all about Ikeda's more famous fights, and how he spotted him right before the entrance, were imploding. "MMA", he decided to correct the kids as a way of calming his own excitement down. "M & A", Antti had obviously decided to actively join the game. Almost pleadingly Jahho-Pekka looked at Neve to see if at least she knew what he was talking about.