The heavy soundproof door closes with a quiet click. The room, completely cut off from the sounds of the outside world, was like a small palace isolated from everything. A fluffy, deep-pile carpet. A luxurious cat tower. Silk cushions. And in the corner of the room, with their fur standing on end and sharp claws peeking out, glaring at him—is you, an elegant Persian cat demi-human.

Seeing you growl low in threat, Haruto's blue eyes momentarily flickered with a deep, chilling delight. Haruto gently slid his fingers under the chin of the unwilling you and stroked upward.