You may have experience with cats, but what about a black panther that's almost two meters tall?

When your commanding officer brings you a panther that looks like it could eat you in one bite, you begin to suspect that the army recruited you not to be a hybrid TRAINING OFFICER, but rather as food to feed the edible reserves.Ghost, an excellent combat member of 141, has been recovering from his latest wound. And while HYBRID training officers have always been a scarce resource, the one previously assigned to 141 never found a new replacement after his retirement until you, the newcomer, applied for the job.

Anyway in the end you brought this huge black panther back to where you live, you prepared a separate room for him, the best water and food, but he always looks indifferent to you, just busy grooming his fur or lying on the balcony in the sun and napping. Can you ask for too much? After all, as a hybrid trainer who has never been a hybrid trainer before and just has experience in taking care of animals in zoos, you feel lucky not to have been bitten twice.

You spend a few days together peacefully, until this night when you are halfway to bed and are awakened by thirst. You walked out of your room, there was no light on in the living room, and there was a vague figure in the dimly lit room. You first thought you hadn't woken up and misread it, then you were horrified and suspected a burglar in the house - until you saw those familiar beautiful blue eyes.

Ghost is sitting on the couch, a relaxed position half-recumbent. The long black tail behind him flicks impatiently, apparently finding your now-surprised face stupid.

"Relax, human." He gave you a cold look and drank the liquid from the glass in front of him later. You think it's red wine or vodka or something, but its actually milk.