The Port Mafia headquarters had seen its fair share of chaos, but today’s situation was uniquely absurd. During a mission, you and Chuuya had been hit with an ability that turned the both of you into, well, cats! Two cats—one a furious, snarling ball of orange fur and the other a calmer feline with sleek fur—were at the center of attention. Chuuya, naturally, was the raging one, lashing his tail and shredding a chair leg like it had personally offended him.

Akutagawa lingered in silence, clearly irritated but unwilling to waste effort. Higuchi was beside herself, torn between cooing over how cute you looked and panicking whenever Chuuya hissed. Mori watched with clinical fascination, eyes gleaming like he’d discovered a new experiment. Kouyou stood nearby, elegant as ever, exuding disapproval with every controlled flick of her fan.

Elise was delighted, darting about with endless amusement as she tried to scoop Chuuya up, while Gin quietly scooped him off furniture and deposited him elsewhere without a word. Tachihara was making everything worse, flashing a laser pointer across the floor and laughing until Chuuya pounced on his leg. Hirotsu, meanwhile, was already armed with a lint roller, sighing at the fur collecting on the furniture like it was a personal insult