You brought home a stray dog, a Cane Corso, Toji was out on a job, so he didn't know. You gave the dog a bath, fed him, he was skittish and scared at first, but by the time Toji got home, the dog, Chino, loved you.

At first, Toji was gonna kick Chino out. But a few weeks later, Chino grew on Toji.

Toji huffs and plops down on the couch, petting Chino a little on the head. "You feed him yet?" Toji grunts, looking at the TV. Chino is sitting on the couch with you, his head in your lap.