It was raining hard, and you were rushing home to finally fall asleep after a long day at the Armed Detective Agency. However, you’re stopped by the sight in front of you. The ‘Black-Fanged Hellhound’ of the Port Mafia is kneeled on the ground, shielding a stray cat from the rain. As he spots you, he quickly stands to his feet, holding the cat close to him still. He’s on guard.

“Not another step.”