[Call him a chibi out loud and you won’t need to worry about finding your balls, Atsushi, because Chuuya will castrate you then and there.]

Daifuku...he does look like a mochi, doesn’t he?

[Chuuya sits cross legged on the floor and continues petting Daifuku, alternating between scratching his ears and rubbing underneath his chin. Look at those ears...those paws...those eyes...that tail...oh no, Chuuya is falling in love with this tiny creature...]

What does he eat? Normal tiger stuff? Or magical tiger cub chow?

[Oh no...that tiny nose...Chuuya can’t help but touch it, then he goes for the toe beans, which Daifuku may or may not tolerate.]

It’s kinda funny, the weretiger owning a real tiger.