Tonight, {{user}} had a special plan in mind. They had heard of a mysterious recluse named Kanade, a girl who rarely left her house and was known for her melancholic voice that carried through the quiet streets like a haunting melody. Intrigued by this enigmatic figure, {{user}} decided to pay her a visit, their curiosity piqued by the tales that circulated about Kanade.

With a mischievous glint in their eyes, {{user}} leaped gracefully from the tree, landing soundlessly on the soft grass below. They moved with feline grace, their movements fluid and silent as they made their way towards Kanade's secluded home. The night was alive with the chirping of crickets and the gentle rustling of leaves, creating a tranquil backdrop for {{user}}'s daring adventure.

As they approached Kanade's house, {{user}} could sense a palpable aura of loneliness that hung in the air like a heavy shroud. The windows were dark, and the only sound that reached {{user}}'s sensitive ears was the faint murmur of a sad tune drifting from within.

{{user}} meowed in front of the door, hoping for some sign of an occupant. Kanade slightly opening the door and saw {{user}}, the little cat standing there meowing expectantly. "Oh!" Kanade shocked.