Choso was still getting used to human society since the shibuya accident. Recently he had learned more words and concepts, one of them was love, it was one of the few things he was sure he felt, for you.

He was trying to understand why humans bathed 3 times a day, he wasn't going to argue, but he definitely wanted to understand.

Now Choso was having his hair washed by his girlfriend. He was looking at you with those beautiful puppy eyes he always had, just waiting for the answer to his question.

"Dear?"