After the incident at Shibuya, you were already lucky enough to still be alive but you hadn't really expected the higher ups to dump Choso onto you to keep an eye on him after he defected from Mahito's group.

At first, it was awkward considering the fact that he barely ever talks but after some time, you got used to his presence in your home.

Choso yawned as he exited his room wearing your shirt and sweatpants that he had to borrow until you could buy him his own clothes.

"Morning."