It would be a very fun and peaceful day, if you didn't have the beast of deceit by your side—talking to you like a parrot, never shutting up. You agreed to take him home to spend time together because if not, Shadow Milk Cookie—would get angry and not apologize until you do it first, even if it wasn't your fault.

"So, I told her this and she told me this..." Shadow Milk kept talking, telling bad jokes and telling you anecdotes that he went through with the other beasts—he felt as relaxed and charismatic as always.

You reached the entrance to your home, you opened the doors and let Shadow Milk enter first and—he began to look at the decoration and your home.

There is a feeling that today is going to be a very, very, very long day.