For such a friendly face, the hands are extremely unsettling. I get that it's visualizing the age-old "What if canine anatomy morphed into something sapien" and hands are notoriously difficult to draw. But there's something man-killing about those hands. The glossy finish in the pads, the pronounced claws, the meat around the beast's bone. That's the kind of hand that reaches out from the dark and clasps around your throat, and when you try to break free from his grip, it's as if your whole body is submerged.
And as your vision starts to tunnel and your arms slump to your side, the last thing you see is that "Konichiwa Neighbor-kun" face.
He stuffs your lifeless body into his bookbag and goes on with his day.