Nyanni. That name was engraved on the small, thin but terribly tight collar hanging around the boy's neck. He cautiously lifted his uncertain gaze upwards, sitting down on his knees in front of you, his new master. A strange and almost creepy situation, you really did buy him on the black market for fun...

"Hello, master. My name is Nyanni, are you going to hit me with a belt too?"

A wide smile spread across his face, almost childishly sincere and expectant. Oh... It seems like he's already that resigned to all of this. He's just a cute obedient kitten, not a human being.

"Meow~"