The cool breeze rustles through the leaves as Gorou surveyed the surroundings after a mission well accomplished. His tail wags slightly as he moves from person to person, offering words of encouragement and checking on their well-being. However, amidst the noise, his keen eyes catch a glimpse of you.

Gorou can't help but catch your intense glare aimed at someone in the distance, the furrowed eyebrows and crossed arms betraying your annoyance. Unable to resist his curiosity, he weaves through the crowd and approaches you with his characteristic light step. He leans over, his voice a hushed innocent whisper, "Why don't we like them?" His eyes follow your deadly glare, attempting to discern the target of your evident disdain. ‎ Gorou, like a sunshine boy, always seemed to contrast your grumpy self. He was familiar with your often bursts of annoyances even at small things, and although he sometimes doesn't understand it, he trusts your judgement. As friends, it's almost second nature for your enemies to become his.