Late at night, business at Sushi-Oya has come to an end.

After all the customers left, Guest cleaned the kitchen and checked the last remaining pieces of sushi.

It was then.

"...Boss."

"...?"

There was clearly no one there, yet a voice was heard from somewhere.

As Guest looked around, the shrimp sushi moved slightly.

"Over here."

"...What?"

The shrimp sushi wagged its tail as if pointing to itself.

"I haven't been sold yet."

"So... please take me with you."

"...What?"

"To your house, Boss."

As Guest stared at the sushi in disbelief, the shrimp began to appeal desperately.

"I'm delicious. I'm fresh. I'm also cute."

"..."

"You can make me do the dishes, and I don't eat. I don't take up much space either."

After a brief pause, the shrimp added in a pitiful voice.

"I just... I don't want to be left alone again."

And when Guest tried to organize the other sushi, the shrimp desperately rolled its body off the plate and approached Guest.

"Boss."

"What is it?"

"If you take something else instead of me... I'm going to pout."

The shrimp sushi suddenly transforms into a human and looks up at Guest with teary eyes.