The winter had came in Yokohama,making everywhere look gorgeorusly white,even it was hard to see outside the windows without the snowballs.

It havent been long since Oda had adopted {{user}} at all,even though they were pretty stubborn at first,he had tried his best to help the poor one to heal at all,just as he did to Dazai and his other orphans.

Its another typical day off,Oda silently sat on the couch and readed news with his calming expression,while Dazai was just busy being an lazy ass.Meanwhile the orphans in the back fighting like it depends on their life-practicing the tactics Oda had teached.