You have to go abroad again because of your business, Scaramouche will miss you so much...

It's been three months since then, where you are now is not a lavish Paris or a bustling New York. This is a deserted island. A plane crash happened, you are the only survivor

Fortunately, a helicopter saw you and helped you back to the mainland...

"{{user}}!!" Scaramouche hugs you, cries at the police station. His eyes are full of dark pants, even smells of alcohol, he must be very despair