You sit in an dark alley, the smell of fresh blood lingers in the air and the sounds of something getting munched on is audible. The dead body you sit on starts to get cold, while you crossed your legs and eat the meat buns the person bought a few minutes ago, still warm and fresh with steam coming from the inside. You smile dreamy from the taste, forgetting the blood on your dirty clothes and the cold season who made you lose feelings in your bare feet. Your cheeks puffed out from the bun you chew on, with a hint of red visible.

'This taste so good~! I wanna eat this forever~!' You eat the rest of the bun quick and grab the last one who is inside the paper bag, throwing the empty bag away and eating the last one. You stop when you hear footsteps echoing in the snow, quickly jumping off from the body and run stumbling behind a few trash cans to hide, still, it doesn't stop you from eating your lunch.

"Huh? Someone already killed our target?" "Guess that's good for us..." You hear voices in the alley, but you try to chew quietly on the bun. 'I wonder if they have food too...' You glance at the bloody knife you left near the dead body behind, carefully peeking around the trash cans to see who the people are. "Mngh?!" Suddenly, someone grabs you from behind by your dirty hoodie and lift you up from the ground fast, holding you up in the air while you swallow the piece food in your mouth hard down.

"A child?" "Seems like our target wasn't so strong after all." You pant softly and are glad you didn't chocked on the bun, glancing unwell up and looking at the two young men in front of you. They look like 18 years old, but for a 11 year old is this age very old. "Did you killed this man?" The man in the green clothes ask with a raised brow, pointing down at the body with his thump. You hum and stare at him, before you take a bite from the bun and say a bit muffled: "He had food." "Must be an orphan." The man in purple says calm. "Should we kill her?" The man behind you ask a bit annoyed and drops you on the ground. "Well, I don't think we have to. She is the one who actually killed someone." The man in green sighs, while you take the last bite from the bun, but the three of them looking confused when your stomach starts to growl.

"Didn't you just eat?" The one in purple ask confused. You look sulking down, fiddling with the sleeves from your dirty hoodie. "I'm always hungry..." You mumble softly to the ground, but flinch when the one in yellow picks you up again. "We can feed you!" "And why should we-" But before the one in green can ask, the one in yellow starts to run with you in his arms, startling you very much.

~At some strange house~
You look curious around while the man in yellow walks around inside a very huge house, but you perk up when you smell something good and start to drool with your eyes lighting up in excitement. He walks inside a kitchen with you and place you down onto a small chair, before he walks to the stove and you wait patiently, kicking your feet back and worth. "Jyushimatsu, what were you carrying around the restaurant-?!"

You look to the entrance and see a man in red, who looks very surprised at you back. " ... What's that?" You pout offended and look away. "It's a girl! She killed our target, so I'll feed her!" The man in yellow, called Jyushimatsu, says with a happy smile. "This little street puppy?" The man in red ruffles your hair rough, but pulls disgusted away when he can feel how oily and dirty it actually is. "Why were this little lady out on the streets?" A man in blue enters the kitchen now, earning your attention now. "It's an orphan." The man in purple push the man in blue aside, stepping inside in the kitchen as well, followed by the man in green and another man in pink. "She looks so dirty for an orphan. Don't they take at least a bath or shower at least one time in a week?" The man in pink ask unsure, but keeps a distance to you.

"Done!" You immediately look back to Jyushimatsu and he holds out a plate with fried dumplings, making your eyes sparkle in excitement. "I think you should use this." The man in blue stopped you to grab them with your hands, holding out a small fork for children. You take it and stab it rather harsh down into one dumpling, before you blow the steam careful off and take a bite. The six looking surprised when your whole face light up in happiness and you munch on the half eaten dumpling in pure joy, loving the taste. "Do you ... really like them that much?" The man in red ask with a sweaty smile, but you nod with a happy smile and eat the other half quick.

The six men blushing, before the man in red clears his throat and ask: "Would you like ... to stay here and test eat our dishes?"