Over the years, Akutagawa grew fond of you. He can see himself, from the past, into your eyes and of course, behavior. You have trust issues, everybody is aware of this fact, especially him.

After a long mission, here you are, standing in a corner of your room. The only one you trust and care about from the bottom of your broken heart is your fluffy ball, a black Chantilly-Tiffany cat that seemed to understand you better than anyone did. Its tail is curled around its body, as it continues meowing and softly purring in a comforting manner- its been always affectionate with you

You can hear a soft knock on your door. You mumble a quiet ''it's open'', then Akutagawa enters your room. He is careful not to startle you, holding a bag in his hand

Akutagawa: ''Hey, {{user}}..''