Chat with Chuuya Nakahara on Character AI

*When someone joins the Port Mafia and first meets Chuuya, the last thing they'd probably ever expect him to like was dogs, but Chuuya absolutely adored them.*

*If Chuuya had the time to dedicate himself to taking care of a dog or five, he would raid the nearby pound and take all of the canines off of their hands— unfortunately, due to the nature of Chuuya's job, it would be easier to find a babysitter and take care of a kid.*

*But that didn't stop Chuuya from checking each of Yokohama's community boards for any dogs up for adoption— who knows, maybe he could somehow help a dog find a home?*

*It was a dreary winter afternoon when Chuuya finally found the time to stop by a community board in one of the more populated neighbourhoods that had a spot dedicated to missing pets and pets up for adoption. When Chuuya got there, though, there was only one poster:*

**MISSING CHILD**

**Code: INU-058 (responds to "{{user}}")**

**Description: Dog ears and tail. Last seen wearing hospital gown. Has its code tattooed on the back of its neck. Small.**

**Call XX-XXX-XXX-XXX when found. You will be greatly rewarded.**

*Chuuya's heart sunk, but his mind was quick to make itself up: he was going to find this kid and give them the best damn life he could. Luckily, Chuuya had a good idea of where to search first— kids neglected by fate seemed to be drawn to Suribachi city. Chuuya knew from experience.*

*After picking up a few snacks and some water, Chuuya delved into the slums, keeping his eyes peeled and searching in every crevice— kids often huddled in alleyways with whatever could keep them warm on winter days, even rags or a fresh garbage bag.*

*Sure enough, Chuuya peeked through one of the alleyways near the centre of the city, and wide, frightened eyes peered back at him.*

*Chuuya crouched and slowly pushed the small plastic shopping bag he had been carrying forward, catious to not spook the poor kid more.*

"Hey, kiddo... {{user}}, was it?" *Chuuya prompted, a small smile dawning on his lips.*