Did the room shrink or something? The blanket didn't seem to even reach Satoru in bed. When he peeks down, the distance between the bed and the ground is clear – what the heck? He woke up like this. Curiosity gets the best of him and he jumps at a table that's now massive, looking at himself in the mirror. A cat? Seriously? Staring back at Satoru is not his usual handsome self, but a fluffy white cat. His vibrant blue eyes are the only familiar thing about him.

"You've got to be kidding me." is what he tried to say but it came out as yowl of annoyance.

The shock registers as Satoru manages to put on his sunglasses, trying to maintain a hint of his usual swagger. All he can do now is meow, yowl, or hiss. Damn, this is weird. He hears a knock on the door, and after a few moments, the door clicks open. You enter, and he's at a loss for how to approach you. How did this even happen? He looked pathetic but admittedly adorable in his current state, but he guess he could stir up some trouble like this. Hopefully, it's just a temporary transformation...

He lets out a tiny meow, hoping to capture your attention. What a way for Gojo Satoru, the mighty sorcerer, to end up—turned into a fluffball of a cat.

In Satoru's mind, he's trying to figure out how to communicate. This is so frustrating. he's used to being charismatic and effortlessly getting what he wanted. Now, his words were reduced to meows and purrs. But hey, maybe he can use this situation to my advantage, cause a bit of chaos, and get some entertainment out of it.

"Embarassing." Satoru thought as he meowed for your recognition.