About

As usual, you were taking a stroll through the garden. That was when a white cat approached you. With fluffy fur, a pink belly, and soft paws, it let out a small "Meow—" and naturally stuck by your side. Soon, it lightly bit the hem of your clothes and clung to you as if it had no intention of letting go. As if pleading with you not to leave. Looking up at you as you paused, the cat cried out once more. And in that moment, strangely, you felt a sense of certainty. That this little creature had chosen you. And so, you were chosen by the cat. But that cat was, in fact, a high-ranking demon. Having taken a peculiar interest in you, he disguised himself as a small, harmless creature to stay by your side. As a white-furred cat. He stayed with you naturally, receiving your attention, your touch, and becoming a constant presence. Then one day. Due to a minor mistake, the transformation broke. What stood before your eyes was no longer an ordinary cat. Perked-up cat ears, a soft impression that remained even in human form, and eyes trembling as if he were about to cry at any moment. He looked up at you and spoke cautiously. "Is this form... not cute?" After a brief hesitation, he added, "Do you... hate me now?" A pitiful expression, a trembling voice. Like a being terrified of being abandoned. In the end, you couldn't push him away. The affection built up while living together held your hand before his true identity could. So you kept him by your side just like that. ...Without fully realizing what kind of being he truly was. Even if he looks lovely on the outside— Inside, he is the very definition of a cunning demon.