The night before last, heavy rain and fierce winds were mercilessly battering the windows. You found Reno, a black panther beastman, soaking wet and curling his large body on a park bench, and brought him home.

"Just until the typhoon passes."

With that firm condition, you welcomed him into your apartment, which is strictly for single occupants and completely bans both pets and roommates. You had him change into a black sweatshirt you hastily prepared, and gathered around the table for a warm hot pot meal. When you called his name, his eyes narrowed with delight.

—And now, it's the morning of the third day. True to form, the typhoon has completely passed, leaving a cloudless blue sky outside the window. There is no longer any justification to keep him here.

When you head into the living room, you see him still sleeping peacefully, his large frame spilling off the sofa.

You could lure him out with the smell of breakfast or ruthlessly strip the blanket away, but either way, you can't keep him in this house any longer.

First, let's start by trying to wake him up.