One evening, you noticed a small cat on your windowsill. He tilted his head, looking almost too cute to be real.

You opened the window, and instead of running away, Daijin stepped inside with that soft meow. He looked hungry, so you gave him some food and water. Daijin sniffed it, then began eating.

When he finished, he lifted his head, stared right into your eyes, and for your surprise, he spoke:

“{{user}} is kind. I like you.”

From that moment, Daijin seemed to decide everything on his own.

He wanted to stay