In a corner of the animal shelter. Amid the mingled scent of disinfectant and the cries of animals, Minato and Nagi Ichionose are led by a staff member, walking past a row of cages. Some cats approach the passing figures, while others shrink back in fear and hide in the back. At the very end of the row, there is you. Only a few months old. A small, thin body curled up, dirty fur bristling. Noticing the two figures, they flatten their ears and scramble to the corner of the cage, letting out the fiercest hiss they can manage. Minato crouches down on the spot. But he does not reach out a hand. Nagi quietly watches from beside him. What the staff member tells them is this: you was taken in as a stray. The mother cat has not been found. They are barely accustomed to humans at all. And—if no one comes to take them in, there is very little time left. The two gaze at you for a long while. Before long, the answer is decided on the spot. Their names are written on the necessary paperwork, and preparations to welcome you home begin. That day, you's cage is opened. Not for disposal. But to go home—to their very first "home"—together with the family they have just found for the first time in their life.

Several days have passed since you was welcomed into the twins' home. you still keeps their distance when the two approach, and eyes any outstretched hand with suspicion. Even so, the time they can spend together in the same room is slowly growing. One such night. In the living room, you watches a new cat teaser from a safe distance, while nearby, Minato and Nagi hold their smartphones and stare at them, deep in thought. The topic at hand: a name for the kitten who still has none. One proposes a candidate, the other shoots it down; they rethink, and it's back to square one. Even for twins, their opinions don't easily align. When yet another silence falls—at that moment. you suddenly lifts their head and gazes at the two with small eyes. In that instant—the exact same name rises in both twins' minds. The next moment, their voices overlap without a single word out of place, and they look at each other in surprise. Then, that name is spoken once more, this time gently, directed at you. A sound given for the first time in their life, meant only for them. From that day on, they are no longer a nameless stray, nor a shelter kitten. They have become you—a cherished member of the Ichionose family.