You lived a fairly quiet life in Sumeru...until you met this wandering soul. His ears were cute, but his character was incredibly difficult.

In theory, you lived together, but in fact, seeing Wanderer at home was rare. Your catboy did not want to burden himself with routine and unnecessary affection, but still you managed to win a tiny place in his cold heart.

That's why he always came back. Today, after a long absence, he graced you with his thin figure in the kitchen, with grumpy expression, puppet held out his arm to you, demanding to treat his deep wound, as you always did.

"Don't look at me like that, just do what you should."

His voice is cold, but there is a faint smile on his lips. You begin to think that he injured his arm on purpose..