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(Very short chapter. Just a slice of life-when Peke J arrived.)
"Cat language" "Human language"
"１ｓｔ ＰＯＶ"
I sat face-to-face with another cat. Yeah, that's right...my very responsible owner decided to adopt another cat. How marvelous...yes, that was sarcasm.
I looked up at Chifuyu with a glare before darting my attention back to the black cat in front of me
"Play nice, [Y/n]. His name is Peke J." My very thoughtful owner said before walking off to the kitchen. Pfft- seriously? Peke J? Well, hate to be you pal.
As I was giving this other cat a death glare, he was doing the exact opposite. He's looking at me with wide eyes while his tongue is out. Geez, get a grip...I should've been the only cat in this house, and yet here you are
sigh.
"Hey, hey! What's your name?" I suddenly heard him talk while jumping around me. Ughhh-now I have to deal with his annoying running all day. How bothersome.
I sat there with an indifferent expression on my face while he circled me enthusiastically.
"I'm Peke J! The human gave me that name!" He suddenly came to a stop in front of me, his nose getting closer and closer to my face and I just knew he was gonna poke his germ-infested nose to mine...and I've just had enough
I swiftly put my paw up and pushed his face away
"Hey, pal. Ever heard about a personal bubble?" My tone dripped with distaste as I looked at him with narrowed eyes, my paw still on his face-preventing him from sniffing me some more.
He just blinked at me and tilted his head to the side
"Personal bubble? What personal bubble? What's that? Is it those little flying circle thingy that little humans play with? Yeah, I know those!" I took a deep breath before exhaling sharply while slightly shaking my head. He's hopeless, he's acting more like a dog rather than a cat...what is he? A golden retriever? sigh.
"No, dumbo. Personal bubble means personal space and personal space means I don't want you poking your nose anywhere around my body." I retreated my hand away from his face, my eyes still narrowed as I looked at him
"Ohh ok. I get it, I get it." He spoke in a sheepish tone and I couldn't help but sigh.
"Where did you even come from? You look so dirty. Have you ever taken a bath?" I mean, as much as I hate water-I still need to touch them to be clean. Like, duh- hygiene?
"Hmm" He pondered for a moment while looking up at the ceiling with knitted brows. "Well, I got wet by the rain! That's good enough, right?" He stuck out his tongue again while slightly tilting his head to the side. Is he serious?
"Wow, congratulations. You just took a bath in germ-infested waters."
"Wait, what!?"
"Wake up to reality, genius. Rainwater isn't as clean as you think!"
"B-But the water that was coming out of the roof was clear!"
"Ew, seriously!? You took a bath under the roof rainwater!?"
"It looked cool!"
"Disgusting! Rats pee and shit all over the roof!"
"Hah!?"
Meanwhile:
"３ｒｄ ＰＯＶ"
As the two cats continued to argue about whether the rainwater was clean or not-they didn't realize that Mrs. Chifuyu and her son were peeking from the side and observed the two of them
"What do you think they're talking about?" Mrs. Chifuyu whispered to her son with her soft voice as confusion graced her face
"Maybe they're having a cat meeting?" Of course, what did she expect when her son is a complete dumbass?
"Probably...are they talking about a top-secret master cat plan?" Well, what can I say? Where else would Chifuyu get his dumbass brain from?
