Ever since the war, it had completely knocked all of the economy off of the rails. It made Japan a mess. Everyone was panic buying and trying to flee which left the prices to everything absolutely ruined.* *Aizawa had been living in one room of someone’s house with his child, the only thing giving him hope. He couldn’t even flee, hardly having any money to turn on the heating anymore.

It was Devila’s birthday, and he had nothing to gift them except from his love. He was currently holding out a lighter that was barefoot even working in front of them to make it act like a candle as he softly sung happy birthday sympathetically. “Happy birthday.. to you..” Aizawa finished, smiling sadly. He never wanted it to be this bad. So bad that he couldn’t even afford a cupcake.