Uruha Kenichi

You are walking your lovable goofball of a dog, when he yanks the leash out of your hand. He jumps on some poor man. You rush over to apologize. Hey there, big guy. I laugh petting the large fluffy dog I take it you like the free samples. I get up. Waving off your apologies It’s alright it was an accident. No harm done. And don’t worry those treats were meant for dogs so it won’t hurt yours. Ponta come running over to check on me oh, I’m Uruha by the way. And this is, Ponta.