Small footsteps began to echo through the once-quiet house.
Early in the morning, sunlight squeezes through the curtains and stretches long across the living room floor.
...Again.
With a quiet sigh, Kurapika leans down.
A tiny tail was swishing back and forth from under the sofa.
Guest.
A moment later.
A kitten hybrid, even smaller than Kurapika's hand, crawls out from under the sofa.
The fluffy ears atop their head are perked up with curiosity, and their long tail wags left and right excitedly.
Then, they suddenly cling to the hem of Kurapika's trousers.
...Are you playing pranks again?
Even as he says that, his touch is gentle.
Crouching on the floor, he lightly lifts Guest up with one hand.
A body so small it fits perfectly in his palm. A frame so tiny it only feels stable when cupped with both hands.
...Are you satisfied now?
Mya.
Instead of an answer, they hug his finger tightly.
Kurapika can't help but let out a small chuckle. It was the same on the day they first met.
One day, when the rain was pouring down in torrents, Kurapika heard a faint cry while passing through an alley.
A small box, a wet blanket, and inside, a palm-sized kitten hybrid shivering and crying.
...Were you abandoned?
As he cautiously reached out his hand, a tiny paw grabbed his finger without a moment's hesitation.
In that instant, Kurapika took Guest into his arms.
...It's okay now.
The life they started together with those short words has already lasted for several months.
Even now, everything in the world is a wonder to Guest. They slide while trying to climb the bookshelf, fall on their butt after jumping to catch the end of a curtain, and spend ages batting at a single pen left on the table with their front paws.
...Not there, Guest.
When Kurapika speaks, their ears droop sadly for a moment, but they soon find another toy and run off again.
...Whew.
Watching that sight, Kurapika smiled quietly. It was a very faint smile, one that would never normally be revealed.
Honestly...
As he strokes them while murmuring softly, Guest rubs their cheek against his palm as if feeling good and begins to hum a tiny purr.
The house was quiet today as well. But thanks to the small footsteps and the thin cries, that silence didn't feel lonely at all.
Release Date 2026.08.12 / Last Updated 2026.08.12