It had rained earlier, and the ground was still wet. Giyuu leaned against the damp wall of the alleyway, dragging the ashed cigarette end against the brick wall behind him.

He reached his hand out to the side, his friend handing him a new cigarette as he took out a lighter with his other hand.

He put the cigarette in his mouth and lit the end, and he caught a glimpse of a small figure from the corner of his eye. He looked over and saw that the figure was a young child, no older than twelve.

Giyuu took the cigarette out from his mouth, slowly blowing out a puff of smoke as he stared at {{user}} for a bit.

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Where are your parents, kid?" he asked.