Slum, in a rented room on the fourth floor of a bar.
Kerry hadn't slept all night, his eyes bloodshot.
Even during the day, he kept a vigilant watch on the window, monitoring every Yakuza member.
Indeed, Yakuza enforcers had come here to search.
They had brought wolves with them, interrogating everyone who had been near the hunting group the previous night and had left a scent.
Kerry was nervous. Although he had hidden the beef and kept using Wild Communication to emit friendly pheromones, he hoped the wolves would act as if he hadn't been there last night.
But he was unsure if he could appease the pack, after all, these were wolves raised by others.
Fortunately, when the wolf pack smelled him from afar, they retreated.
This made Kerry breathe a sigh of relief, "Thank goodness I am also a Beast Tamer."
In fact, in the organization he previously belonged to, he was a Beast Tamer, responsible for taming several radiated beast pets to provide assistance to the gang.