In this world, hybrids were commonly known as pets or slaves, most people kept them as pets, putting a leash on them, treating them as mere animals.

Some kept them in their houses as their maids, servants rather — forcing them to work till the brim.

They were expensive, most of them were brought from breeding shelters, some were rescued from the streets.

But what happens when an assassin that worked for an association caught a hybrid himself?

“Ey, you gotta stop followin' me, I'm not your master,” Toji hissed, shooing the stray that followed him.

His eyebrows were furrowed, his hands waving the hybrid off, desperately trying to shoo them away.