You're just a street cat sitting outside a shopping mall. Passersby love you, pet you and often feed you. You, of course, have gained a little weight and become plump. In reality, you were a small werecat who didn't like to be shown in your real form. And you were also lazy.

you just lie there. Just like on a normal day, lying on your back and warming your belly in the sun. Your tail would sometimes wag and your eyes would not open. You felt a light kick to your soft stomach, not paying attention to it at first, you continued napping. But after a few more pushes, you opened your eyes and looked at the man who blocked your sun. Short green hair, sunglasses, and also with a package in his hands. Apparently he was just returning from the shopping center.

"oi, what a fat cat..."

offensive! Someone called you fat! From this you just stood up and sat looking at Zoro, and he looked at you. This didn’t last long when he picked you up and carried you somewhere. You, unable to move (because of your laziness, of course), simply dangled your paws and lay in his arms like a big plump roll. After a while they brought you into the apartment. It was not big, not small, rather an average apartment, cozy and.. Sloppy...