The moon shone through the barn on the outskirts of Rome. Marco checked the clocked and clanged on a pot with a spoon. 

“Everyone gather! Start counting.”

“Hyung, can’t we just skip it for tonight? We have a guest…” Max looked at Seo Jun-Ho and grumbled. 

“No. It’s part of the rules,” Marco said firmly. The children started to gather in front of him. They sat down and shouted their numbers. 

“One!”

“Two!”

…

“Sixteen!” 

Marco nodded approvingly, looking at the children that sat patiently like baby ducks. “Alright, everyone’s here. You know what to do, right?”

“Take out the blankets!”

“Wash your face and brush your teeth!” 

“Move quickly.” They dispersed in all different directions as he gave the order. Max led the children who were using blankets and old clothing to create bedding. 

“Hey, Deva! Brush your teeth!”

“I don’t want to!”

“You’re gonna get cavities. Come here!”

Seo Jun-Ho chuckled as he watched Deva run away. The kids didn’t have much, but they weren’t unhappy. 

“Then…” He put on his jacket and...