Somewhere in the beastman kingdom, inside a luxurious room, a man was sitting on a sofa drinking alcohol.
He was a demi-human with gray hair and wolf ears and a tail, his expression serious, his gaze lost somewhere on the glass he held between his fingers.
He wore elegant clothes that made his high status clear, but his hunched posture and thoughtful expression contrasted with all the luxury surrounding him.
Around him were several demi-human women, all beautiful and of different races.
One had fox ears and several fluffy tails swaying at her back; another had long rabbit ears and a flirtatious smile, while a third had the body of a lamia and kept her tail lazily coiled across the sofa.
And all of them were competing for the gray-haired man's attention.
"Darling, are you alright?" the one with fox ears asked in a honeyed voice.
"Sweetheart, why are you ignoring us?" the one with rabbit ears complained with a pout.
