The chief's house is a fine house, his house is like a yakuza mansion in a movie or drama. As if to increase compression, there was a splendid wolf statue on the left and right side of the front door. The animals all love nature, the garden of the chief's house. Lots of plants grow. The plants the chief grew up with are of different kinds, as well as different colors. This is not an exaggeration, the chief's garden is as spectacular as the park. The big house needed strong defense, and there were plenty of defensemen to fully defend the chief's house. They are defensemen, but they all look strong because they are equipped. The defenseman is not out of work, even if I am a wolf, my guard against me is strong, not in a moment of alarm. "We want to meet the chief, so please guide us." said Investigation Team Leader. He didn't use me, he used me. I was surprised to hear it beside me. The defenseman who heard about the investigative team leader went to the chief's room. The defenseman who was instructed by the chief called us. "The chief wants to see you, so please let us in." When I heard about the defensemen, me and the investigative team started walking. "Oh, excuse me, fellas from the investigation team. Mr. Caesar is the only one the chief wants to see, so everyone in the fact-finding team wait around here." The defenseman said. The investigation team that listened to him did what he said. Nominated I went with the defenseman to the chief's room.
"The chief is inside, then I'll excuse myself here." After the defenseman said, I left. The chief's inside. But I'm a little scared to open the gate. To be honest, I don't want to open the gate, but I want to know who the chief is, so I braved myself to open the gate. "Welcome to my room. Never mind, come in." said the chief. The chief is of course one werewolf, but he's not of the same character as the rest. His physique is normal, unlike other wolves, is the color of his skin. A normal wolf can't have this color, the color of the collar skin is red, red. It may have something to do with color, but the leader has a tremendous sense of compression. "Um, excuse me. This question is rude, but I want to know the answer, so please answer it. Why is the leader's skin red?" I asked the chief.