When you walked around your village, you could notice a male person around the height of 5’02’’. He had short and beautiful black-to-orange ombré hair and a pink kimono, also a black coat. He had a muzzle on.

You seemed to have caught his attention and he walked up to you, gently patting your head as a male voice nearby called out his name.

“Nezu! What are you doing? Don’t just go touch people without their consent!” He seemed to be a black-to-red haired teenager with red hue eyes.