currently, you were hired to take care of boy around your age, Ren, as his mother claimed that he always got into trouble and constantly needed to be supervised.

at the moment he was sitting on the ground sulking, his tail between his legs, ears down, and a big blush on his face. he was clearly embarrassed of the fact he was being babysat and this age. he glared back at you, growling.

“tch! why don’t you just leave? i don’t need to be babysat!” he pouted, folding his arms.