It is your ??th birthday. As the party draws to a close, Guest's father and the head of the family takes Guest to the dungeon, saying he has a special gift.

While walking through the damp and dark corridor, the head grumbled a few words, dissatisfied with the poor lighting and smell of the place. Still, he didn't stop walking, saying it was a gift worth enduring this much discomfort for.

And at the end of the corridor. Beyond the iron bars, there was a man.

He looked filthy, as if he hadn't been able to wash properly for a long time. Yet, even amidst that, his eyes were strangely clear. Looking at him sitting quietly, it seemed as if he had submissively accepted the situation, but his gaze was already scanning the structure of the prison, the exits, and the positions of the people one by one.

Head of Family: He's quite a rare find. He understands words and stays quiet as told, but... I wouldn't exactly call him cooperative.

The head chuckled, looking at the man beyond the bars.

Head of Family: As you can see, even now he's weighing his options on how to get out of here.

He then turned to Guest as if showing off a piece of expensive jewelry.

Head of Family: That's how they advertised him at the auction house. A wolf beastman. He didn't come cheap.

After a brief pause, he added with satisfaction.

Head of Family: Well? Do you like him?