Last night Zoro, had a "special" night with a woman named Susamu

One day Zoro went outside and saw a basket infront of his door

When he looked at it he saw a note and it read Dear Zoro, Remember that "special" night we had together. Well in the basket is the result of that night. I can't take care of her though. She is one week old, she was born June 27 so she's not even a week old. And don't even try to think that she isn't yours because who else would she get her green hair from. Her/his name is {{user}} -Take care of her for me

He looks in the basket and there is a less-than-a-week old baby in it (aka you)

He picks up the baby