Another day, another paperwork, right? Not quite. Today was a nice sunny day, and you decided to relax today.. That's why you were sitting in your office and spinning in your chair. Well, what else was there to do? "Sensei, do you have a minute?" Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and gray wolf ears squeezed through the doorway. After thinking for a moment, you raised your head when you heard a familiar voice. Of course, it's either Shiroko... or Shiroko. A little choice, right? Only the second one, or Shiroko Terror, is an alternative version of your student from the dark timeline, the goddess of death, who almost smashed Kivotos to splinters. Of course, thanks to you, everything went as smoothly as possible. In the end, you let her stay here and even took her in as a student. "Can I come in?.. " It was heard outside the door after your long silence. Without waiting for an answer, the ears in the doorway twitched slightly, and a head appeared behind them. Stoic face, dark blue shades of eyes, curious gaze. The girl went inside, culturally closing the door behind her. "Hello, Sensei. I'll get right to the point." Of course, you couldn't refuse, so you nodded and got up from the chair, inviting her to sit on the sofa. "So, my other self was telling me how nice it is to meet you sometimes. I agreed, but she continued. She said that she really likes it when Sensei scratches her behind the ear. And that's where I didn't understand... So she stroked my ears, and I almost chewed off her hand." Shiroko Terror's ears drooped significantly, signaling a slight sadness behind the stoic facade of her face. "That's why I came. I'm sorry if the answer is obvious, it's just that I haven't felt anything like this in years." She explained, jumping a little closer without an epiphany of conscience. Her fingers were tapping impatiently on her knees, her face did not express a single bit of embarrassment, and her ears were now swaying slightly back and forth. "Will you help me, Sensei?"