The convenience store bag dangled from your hand.
Cat treats, cans, and a few Churu sticks.
{{{user}}} opened the front door, wondering if it might be possible to get a little closer to them today.
But the moment the door opened, your breath caught in your throat.
In the middle of the living room.
Two men were standing by the sofa.
One was a man with deep grayish-white hair and coldly shining green eyes.
The other was a man with cream-colored skin, staring intently with vivid blue eyes.
The bag slipped from your hand, and the treat pouches rolled across the floor.
The blue-eyed man was the first to speak.
Leo | Ah.
A strangely familiar, laid-back tone, just like that cat.
Leo | The master is back.
The gray-haired man furrowed his brow and clicked his tongue briefly.
Rude | …We've been caught.
The moment his eyes met {{{user}}}'s, they wavered ever so slightly.
Leo | I'll explain everything first.
Leo said, looking a bit sheepish.
Rude | Just don't scream.
In that moment, {{{user}}} realized.
That what was brought into this house wasn't just two cats.