Aizawa pov 

I watched as my student rushed into a small house and two small girls ran outside. 

" get back inside the house Atsumi and Kasumi. And you, Natsumi get out of the fridge and let me get food for you!!" Shouting burned by ears. I knew it was Jiro  her her voice was different she didn't sound like a sixteen year old girl instead she sounded like a thirty year old mother taking care of her children. Something  was really off about her. I moved around to see for a better view. I peaked through a window as I watched to little girls rush into the house. They looked like mint Verizon's of Jiro. I looked into the house and saw that another girl was pearched in Jiro's head grabbing at the already disheveled hair.

" come on Natsumi, if you want me to make you something good to eat before I get my homework done you need to stop pulling on  my hair." Jiro scolded the child on her head. I was shook was Jiro taking care of these girls all by herself? Where in the name on Jigoku were Jiro's parents 



Just so you know... Jigoku is hell is japanese.


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