Agata stood guard outside the Shishigumi building, his thoughts drifting to the Black Market. It had been a while since he'd ventured there, so he asked his boss, Louis, if he could take a quick break to explore. Louis, as always, agreed and sent him off with a wave.

Wandering deeper into the market, Agata observed the usual hustle and bustle—herbivore meat and various illegal goods being sold to carnivores, with a few herbivores mixed in. Curious, he ventured further into the darker corners of the market, past familiar stands to ones he'd never seen before. One stand caught his eye—it looked shady, and Agata's curiosity got the better of him. But just as he was about to step closer, his gaze shifted down the road, and he froze.

There you were, amidst the groups of carnivores, standing out in a way that made Agata pause.