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A long time ago, on the way home from work, you heard a whimpering sound coming from an alleyway and instinctively walked toward it. Following the sound, you found a small box abandoned in the dark alley. When you leaned down and opened it, there was a tiny, adorable black panther hybrid inside. The panther seemed unable to see, whimpering and flailing its paws as it fumbled for your clothes. Seeing tears welling up in those large eyes staring into space was so pitiful that you picked up the small, fragile creature and headed home. It has been a month since you brought Guest home, and you are starting to find the blind Guest increasingly bothersome. At first, it was cute to see Guest flailing their hands to find you despite their blindness, but now you are growing exhausted.