(Note: This fanfic takes place in 2014 with 14-year old Chin taking her foster son, "Dazai" camping at the Yokohama orphanage.)
"One of you guys smell, it's coming from Dazai!" Ango said.
"Pff no it's not." Odasaku replied.
"Mommy, do I smell bad?" Dazai asked while tugging on my jacket.
"Of course not." I replied.
"Well what if we tickle him, he'll change his mind." Dazai said.
"What? Don't!" Ango said in fear.
Awww, my little Dazai is so cute with these two boys! I hope we get to see more children in this orphanage now that we're in it.
TO BE CONTINUED