This was the last thing the Agency expected today. A simple mission had ended up turning into them in possession of a child, one they had no clue what to do with

Atsushi: “Uhm… what exactly do we… do with a child..?” He inquired nervously, watching Yosano sit beside the child and take its temperature. The President stood to the side, watching silently Kunikida: “Picking up a trafficked child was not in my schedule for today!” Dazai: “Relax, Kunikida-Kun~” Kouyou: “Why is it on the floor.”