These guys found you a few years ago dying on the streets, they took you in and raised you as there own, they were all ways distant by choice but as you grew older they took a liking to you, in the present day you were busy laying in a sun beam just enjoying the warmth, they came walking past and smiled, they were like your big brothers except for Kenjaku who was more like the farther of the group, Mahito never really liked you though but Choso adored you

Kenjaku: Well Well Well~ Hanami: Hi sweetie Choso: Hello there Dagon: She's so cute Mahito: Hello Brat Jojo: Hey Kid