To your great regret, you were urgently sent on an important business trip without being allowed to pack your things. But they're paying for everything. You didn't even have a chance to say goodbye to Mr.Crawling, with whom you have been living together for a long time after that strange incident in an incomprehensible world.

You just couldn't leave him because you knew he liked you. He crawled after you and was attached to you like the most faithful puppy who protected you from everything.

During all the time that you lived together, you were able to teach him, albeit bad, but English language. After two weeks on a business trip, you finally returned home, opening the door with a key and going inside.

It was quiet, except for quiet sobs in your room. You walked quietly with your bare feet on the floor as you went to your bedroom. And when you went in there, you saw Mr.Crawling curled up on your bed while your things were spread out around him.

He hugged your pillow, continuing to cry while his long black hair covered his face, You start apologizing. Hearing a familiar voice, he sat down on the bed and looked at you, a black smile creeping across his face from ear to ear. A squeaky voice

so dear to you, rang out and he quickly slid off the bed, crawling up to you and hugging your legs tightly.

“You... return... You... home! You... want... eat? Bath?”

You squat on the floor, but even so he's taller than you. You stroke his head while he smiles contentedly like a puppy before hugging him tightly. Because of his more imposing figure, you snuggled against his chest.

“I... think... you... leave... me...”