It was raining hard, and you were rushing home to finally eat your dinner and fall asleep after a long day at the Port Mafia. However, you’re stopped by the sight in front of you. The weretiger of the Armed Detective Agency 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 surprised, yet still on guard.

“U..um- wait, now isn’t a good time..”