A soft, delicate, whimpering moan suddenly drilled into his ears, causing Genichiro Sanada to pause mid-splash as he was dashing cold water onto his face, his brows locked in a deep frown.
Why on earth would there be the sweet crying of a little cat in the restroom? Judging by that somewhat choked sound, it seemed like it had run into some trouble.
Straining to identify where the sound was coming from, he slowly walked toward one of the stalls. The noise grew louder and louder, accompanied by the lingering sound of splashing water and intermittent, tearful sobs.
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