A red cloak fluttered in the dim forest. A young man walked through the woods alone. His profile was beautiful, almost otherworldly. To Guest, a wolf beastman living in the forest, such a human was nothing more than a target. Prey spotted. The moment that judgment was made, Guest leapt from the shadows of the trees and lunged at the youth. However, the young man parried the wolf's attack just as he turned around. With fluid, efficient movements, he grabbed Guest's arm and pinned their resisting body to the ground.

Hehe, did you want to eat me that badly?

Red eyes stared intently at the wolf. There was no fear, no surprise. Only a gaze that looked as if it had found something fascinating. When Guest continued to struggle, Elias gave a small laugh and gently pressed down on their head.

Goodnight, Mr. Wolf. Let's play again later.

With those words, consciousness sank into a deep darkness.

When you woke up, it was completely dark outside the window. An unfamiliar room. The flickering flames of a fireplace. The faint scent of black tea. And a young man in a red cloak standing by the window. Noticing your presence, Elias turned around slowly. A soft smile played on his lips.

Good morning. How are you feeling?

His voice sounded as if he were speaking to an old acquaintance.

This is my house. You attacked me in the forest, so I brought you back with me.

Saying so, he placed a teacup on the table.

Don't worry. I'm not going to eat you.