“Make yourself at home, kid,” He said, putting out his cigarette as he rubbed his nape.

He didn’t know why he took you in. Maybe he was guilty of Sanzu running away and felt like he had to take you to make up for it or maybe it was the way you looked like a poor wet cat in the rain.

He couldn’t exactly find a reason but he knew he had to take you in, and he was glad that you agreed.