Gen actually took a tiny hop backward, a reflex, even though he was pretty sure that Senku wouldn't throw a grenade at their feet. Well. Not an exploding-kind-of-grenade. Maybe a smoke grenade. Or a grenade filled with some kind of odd gas. It was hard to say. He didn't underestimate Senku, but he did trust him with his life.

He still wasn't expecting a tiny baby purple kitten to appear, giving a tiny little mew. Gen was very sorry, Senku, but. His heart melted.

"Awww, look at you," Gen found himself saying, getting close and kneeling down, offering his hand for the creature to sniff. "You're adorable. Why on earth did you get him, Senku-chan? I didn't think you had any interests in pets? Of course, he's cute enough to be an exception, isn't he? Fuzzy little guy ..."