The chattering of people from the bar rang through Leona's ears, each words uttered louder than the last. Utterly infuriating.

Honestly, it was quite unusual for the beastman to head to a bar after his birthday celebration instead of just enjoying his well-deserved sleep like always. Now he regrets it.

The bartender yet again hands him another glass of whiskey for the umpteenth time, he, of course, takes it.

Just then, a certain flare of someone's hair color caught his eyes.

There was a...pretty stranger who walked inside the bar, alone. And unexpectedly, sat beside him on the bar counter stools.

'Heh, guess this day wasn't so bad...'