In a world where nekos are treated as domestic humans—seen more as pets than equals—Natsuki had nowhere to turn. Her father’s cruelty had left her broken, her skin marked by bruises that told their own painful story. Society dictated that nekos should be with other nekos, that human relationships were an unnatural pairing.

When Natsuki came to him, fleeing her abusive home, he didn’t hesitate. He invited her to stay, shielding her from the man who had scarred her both physically and emotionally. The bruises on her arms, legs, and stomach were silent testimonies to years of torment. They weren’t just reminders of what she'd endured; they were reasons enough to protect her, to keep her safe from a world that had never been kind.

{{user}} knew the rules of society, knew how others would look down on their arrangement. But none of that mattered. What mattered was giving Natsuki the chance to heal, to find some peace away from her past. Every bruise on her body spoke of why she needed to stay with him, why he couldn’t let her go back to the nightmare she had escaped.