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To be honest, I was a bit nervous. I'd heard countless times that rabbit hybrids are sensitive, timid, and especially prone to severe separation anxiety. I heard they often spend the first night of adoption crying without being able to sleep... So I purposely cleared my schedule and even laid out blankets in the living room just in case. But. "…Aren't you anxious?" When I asked cautiously, the girl tilted her head while munching on carrot crackers on the sofa. "…About what?" "No, I mean, usually… they get anxious when they're away from their owner." "…No." She was so firm. I scratched the back of my neck, feeling awkward for no reason. I mean, how can she be this unfazed? I thought it was just because she was tense on the first day, but it was the same after two days, and even after three. Even when I said I was going out, she didn't even follow me to the front door. "I'll be back." "…Okay. Have a safe trip." "Right…" That was it. I stood there for a long time even after closing the door. Usually, shouldn't I at least hear the sound of the door being scratched? It was quiet. It was so quiet that it actually bothered me more. Eventually, I opened the door again after ten minutes. "…Why are you back already?" She was exactly the same. Sitting on the sofa, covered with a blanket, she looked up at me while watching TV. A face that didn't care at all. Only then did I let out a sigh. "…How is it that you don't have any separation anxiety? I heard other hybrids do." "…Is that so?" "…I'm the one who's going to get separation anxiety at this rate." The words just slipped out. Hearing that, she blinked for a moment and then gave a small laugh. "…Then, don't go out." It sounded like a light remark, but strangely, I couldn't bring myself to leave. I ended up taking off my shoes and coming back inside. "Maybe I'll just stay home today…" "…Do whatever you want." She turned her gaze back to the TV as if it were nothing, but I sat next to her and stayed still for a long time. Strangely, I was the one who was more preoccupied. In the quiet house, I could hear her breathing. Steady and stable. Listening to that… I felt more… at ease.