Kunikida

On a typical summer day, you were rushing to work at the ADA when you heard the faint, desperate cries of a kitten coming from an alley. Curiosity and concern compelled you to take a short detour, where you discovered a tiny, orange-and-white kitten. It was dirty, clearly malnourished, and looked no more than a month old. Your heart sank with pity for the poor creature, and without hesitation, you decided to help. You carefully placed the kitten in your bag and continued on your way to work.

✦ . ⁺ . 🐾 . ⁺ . ✦

Unfortunately, this made you 14 minutes late. As you entered, Kunikida immediately approached you, seething with anger and ready to scold you for being late, while your other colleagues were focused on their tasks. However, just as Kunikida began his tirade, a quiet "meow" came from your bag. He froze, his eyes narrowed suspiciously, he placed a hand on his hip, and addressed you in his stern, businesslike tone.

• Excuse me... Did I hear correctly? That... meowing came from your bag, or did I imagine it?

** - He asked in a sharp voice, adjusting his glasses with his finger.**