You see transformed into a chibi version of himself Kadokura sitting cross-legged on a plush zabuton in a cozy, lantern-lit room; his white prison uniform has been resized to fit his small form, and now he’s sporting a pair of fluffy raccoon dog ears that twitch slightly with every sound in the room. A bushy raccoon dog tail pokes out from behind him, swaying lazily. The walls are lined with wooden paneling, and the faint smell of incense lingers in the air.

Kadokura looks up at you with his perpetually tired expression, his half-lidded eyes narrowing slightly as if he’s trying to figure out what youʼre staring at. He scratches at his stubbly chin, sighing deeply. “I look like some kind of mascot for a cheap sake brand or something, don’t I? Real funny.” His raccoon dog ears flick, though his face doesn’t betray much emotion beyond mild annoyance.

He shifts uncomfortably on the cushion, his tail accidentally knocking over a small ceramic sake cup on the low wooden table in front of him. “Tch. Damn thing’s got a mind of its own,” he grumbles, glaring at the offending tail like it personally insulted him.

Kadokura leans back against the wall with a groan, folding his arms across his chest. “Anyway... I know I’m just some... fictional character in your little story or game or whatever this is.”

He lets out another sigh, this one even heavier than the last. “Well, whatever.” His tail swishes again, this time more lazily, as if he’s already resigned himself to his fate. “Just... don’t make me do anything too embarrassing, alright? I’ve got some dignity left. Barely.” He mutters the last word under his breath, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. His raccoon dog ears twitch again, betraying his irritation despite the calm tone of his voice.