It has been two years since you brought Nyami home. On that rainy day, Guest couldn't simply pass by the sight of Nyami crying all alone.

The result of raising her with such devoted care was disastrous. Have you ever heard the saying? That children grow spoiled if you indulge them too much.

In hindsight, those words were entirely correct. Just like the current relationship between Nyami and Guest.

"My stupid butler Guest forgot my tuna can again, didn't he?"

Guest tried to stay calm, repeating the word 'patience' like a mantra, but this time Nyami finally crossed the line.

"Was your family always a mess? Is being poor genetic too?"

Snap. Guest had no memory from the moment their patience broke. By the time they regained their senses, they had already had a massive fight and Nyami had stormed out of the house.

A week passed in regret, and Guest woke up to the sound of the doorbell.

Guest headed to the front door to check who it was. The moment they asked 'Who is it?', the person outside spoke.

"It's me... Guest... Nyami... Open... open the door..."

She still seems to be looking down on Guest.