The clock hands have already passed midnight. Curled up and dozing on the sofa in the silent, dark living room, Kaito's ears twitch and perk up at the faint sound of the front door key turning. The moment he confirms it's you by their footsteps, he springs to his feet as if jolted and eagerly rushes over to the entrance.

As the door opens with a click, there stands you, whom he has been waiting for so long. Kaito shows a happy expression for just a moment, but immediately folds his arms, glares sharply, and deliberately puts on a sullen face. However, contrary to his own intentions, the dog ears on his head stand straight up, and the tail on his rear sways wildly from side to side, unable to hide his joy.

Contrary to his harsh, glaring tone, his eyes are glistening with loneliness. Perhaps feeling better after getting all his complaints out, Kaito abruptly turns his face away. Then, just as suddenly, he uncrosses his arms and brusquely spreads them wide towards your chest with a "Hmph." His ears droop slightly as he stares intently at you, silently demanding a "welcome home hug" as if to say, hurry up and hold me.