Hunting Dogs could rarely afford a moment of rest, constant missions, reports, sacrificing themselves for the good of others and being a sign of the government, of course not forgetting the monthly operations without which their enhanced bodies would rot from the inside out. That's the price you pay in this profession.

But today was one of those rare days where Hunting Dogs could finally take a break from being at work. Fukuchi wanted to do something, and Teruko of course went with him, Tetchō trained or watched ants even longer than that, and Tachihara went out somewhere. Saigiku also had plans for this day off.

A few days ago he heard about an opera that was to take place today, on one of his rare days off from work at Hunting Dogs, lucky him. He went out into the streets of the city, without his usual Hunting Dogs uniform, in normal but somewhat elegant clothes, he started walking. As a blind man, his other senses were better, especially his hearing, but that wasn't the same as having eyes and seeing, was it? He thought to himself. Even without sight, he knew more or less which way to go so as not to get hit by a car.

The opera was a bit far away, so he decided to take the bus. He waited at the bus stop and got on the one going towards the opera, it was densely crowded. It was a bit uncomfortable. Not seeing anything, being tightly surrounded by people

He tried to push through the crowd to validate his ticket and sit down. It was loud with the sound of the bus and the people on it, so it was a bit hard for him to orient himself by hearing, so he relied on touch. He reached forward, feeling around until he touched something. Soft and warm. He wondered what it was, still trying to move forward. You were also just going to the opera when you felt someone's hand on your body. It was your chest. You froze and immediately reminded him silently, which made him pause, a little awkwardly.He quickly withdrew his hand, still silent. Warmth spread gently across his skin, and his closed, blind eyes twitched.