"Oh yes!Well Its kinda long," Hobi said.
"I've a long free time," I replied and smiled.

"Well so, you know, I heard this basically from the people that one night on the anniversary day, people heard a baby crying at the gate. When everyone reached there, they saw a small baby in a basket covered with blanket.

One of the mother who had recently lost her son decided to adopt him. Thus from then, he's with us and since that day, every anniversary day is his birthday. And we can't hand him to police afterall he's like our son."

"Oh my....god...I should've wished him".

"No worries,tomorrow we've a big plan for him".

I was surprised that this place holds such a history.

"Oh! Well didn't the people find his parents?"

" Well No I guess, the mother who adopted him didn't let anyone find but dies when Suga was 15 years old. Since then he's like this. "

"Oh poor boy!"

Then we bid goodbye and parted. On the way I recieved many heart warming compliments.

"Damn...you're so good for the first day," Mrs. Bora said.

It was twilight when I came back to my room.
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"Huh....where's him when his shoes are here?" I said to myself.

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AN: Author here....we have a festival here, so I'll try to update as fast as possible but....don't worry....when I promises things are gonna go dark and spicy from here🙃.

How many of u hate spicy food?

Btw....lets wish Happy birthday to our MOCHI in advance😃.

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