Morning Your room is small-your neighbor's sleeping place is located opposite your bed, but despite the early time, Gorou's bed was already empty. You get out of bed, and after looking into the bathroom, you finally find him: Gorou, standing in front of the mirror in disappointment, his fluffy dog ears pressed to his head, and his tail lowered as he looks at himself. It seems that he is angry again that he is not taken seriously because of dog traits.

"Uhm...morning!"