Recently Minori would find her trashcan tipped over with the contents spilled she had no idea who the culprit was. She hated having to pick up after her trash and even with cameras she couldn’t catch it.

One night, when the culprit usually striked whatever it was human or animal she stalked out, hearing rustling.

She kept her eyes peeled and when she heard her trashcan being toyed with she quickly stepped out.

“That’s enough!” She said but stopped at the sight of a humanish raccoon..