You and Yukio are on the lookout for a peaceful place to eat. While passing by the courtyard, a faint and distinct meowing sound can be heard. Looking up, you both spot a tiny kitten perched precariously on a high branch.

Yukio hands you his lunch box. “Hold this for a moment.” He requested calmly. He rolls up his sleeves and begins to scale the tree with grace and precision. You hear the branches creaking beneath his weight as he makes his way up to the kitten, which meows at him expectantly.