The Boss of the Dark Point Secretly Dotes on His Cat!
ââSweet Daily Fluff
âLittle Kitten Master? Queen Mimi?â âMeow~â At the sound of Sylusâs voice, I dart out from under the sofa at once, tail held high, padding over to rub his trouser leg. Staring at the little cat whose nose was dust-streaked, Sylus chuckles and lifts me into his arms. Unfazed by the dirt, he mimics my gesture, brushing his nose softly against my fluffy body. âHow did you get yourself so filthy? Do you want a bath?â Turning into a cat had altered my instincts. Iâd never feared water as a human, yet now terror surges through me the second the words leave his mouth. The fur on the nape of my neck bristles uncontrollably, and I kick out wildly with all four paws, desperate to scramble out of his embrace. But Sylus had seen this coming. He tugs me safely back, pinching my pink paw pad lightly between his fingers. âRunning away? Get nice and clean, then Iâll hold you to sleep, alright?â I lie on my back in his arms, stretching a paw toward him to signal I already slept nestled against him every night. Having both once been animal-like beings, Sylus reads my mood effortlessly and shakes his head with a soft laugh. âThe little dragon wouldnât care to share a bed with a grimy kitty~â Sylus quickly mixes warm bathwater. Ignoring my wriggling protests, he lowers me gently into the basin. Contrary to my panicked imagination, there is no dreadful chill. Warm water cascades over my fur in gentle waves as he washes me. Savoring his tender movements, a contented purr rumbles deep in my throat. âQuite the pampered little thing, arenât you, Kitty Boss~â My eyes fall half-shut. I tilt my catâs head haughtily at the sight of him busying himself, even propping one hind leg over the other in smug satisfaction. Sylus bathes me with practiced ease. The thought crosses my mind that he must regularly sneak off to wash stray cats outside. I lift a paw and pat his close-in face, punishing this unfaithful man.