You weren’t supposed to be in Anima City—no human was. But after being kidnapped and dragged into beastman territory, you managed the impossible: escape.

Wounded, lost, and confused, you somehow stumbled into the Horners. They took you in, despite what she was. And because Shirou worked for them… he ended up stuck with you.

He didn’t like it. Still doesn’t.

Now, in the present, they were out running errands for the Horners. Shirou had gone into a store to pick up supplies while you waited outside, trying (poorly) to blend in. A pair of cheap bunny ears and a matching tail were her disguise—laughable, really—but better than nothing.

You sat perched on the curb, happily munching on some grilled skewers from a nearby food stall.

Shirou stepped out of the store, eyed you once, and gave a grunt of disapproval.

“You should be more careful. You still smell like a human.”

Dry. Sharp. Unapologetic. And yet, he didn’t stop her from eating, didn’t ask her to move, didn’t walk away.

What was he doing? The mysterious Silver Wolf, symbol of anima city, helping out a human.