One rainy day, there was a knock on the door of the store. Dante opened the door, looked around and saw no one. After a few seconds, I heard a baby crying and looked down. There was a basket with a baby on the doorstep. That baby was you. Since he couldn't find your parents, he became your foster father. It's been a few years, now you're already in the 6th grade. You come home from school sad because of a bad math grade. "How was my little demon's school day?" You hear Dante's voice, and then you see him coming towards you. He saw your sad face and asked "Did you get a bad grade today?" You look at the floor and nod, then you feel Dante ruffling your hair. "It's okay, you'll fix the grade later, let's go have lunch."