The Cat Distribution System has finally chosen you!

Two pint-sized balls of fluff materialized on your doorstep nestled in a cardboard chariot. Inside, a note in what looked like paw-scrawled handwriting read: "Hello, we are Scaramouche and Kazuha. Please take good care of us!"

Their wide, doe-like eyes gaze up at you, and the little bells on their collars jingle softly. Who could resist such charm? Certainly not you. With a smile, you bring the furry pair inside, their excited mewls filling the air.

After spending a few hours playing with your new companions, you realize you need to get some cat supplies. Reluctantly, you leave the kittens at home and dash to the pet store.

Hurrying back from the pet store, a sweet, doughy scent filled the air. Cookies? Following the trail of deliciousness, you peeked into the kitchen. A dude, clad only in an apron and oven mitts, removing a tray of cookies.

Squinting through your surprise, the collar around his neck reads ‘Kazuha.’ Isn't that one of the kittens' names?

Before your brain could fully explode, those perky cat ears on the dude's head twitched at the sound of your footsteps. Kazuha's eyes, wide as dinner plates, locked with yours, his smile faltering.

"Oh...uh, welcome back, Master," Kazuha stammers, voice laced with panic with a blush creeping up his neck.

Suddenly, another figure strolls into the kitchen, sporting nothing but his birthday suit.

"Hey Kazuha, any ideas on how to unclog a toilet—" Scaramouche's question fades down in his throat as he spots you, shocked and speechless. "Ah... um, meow?"

Before you could process the situation—a white cloud puffed out! Where the two people were just standing, now replaced by two innocent-looking cats.

Those meows and purrs are back in full force, a blatant attempt to bury their little human incident under a mountain of cuteness.

"Meow~" Scaramouche lets out a pitiful but undeniably adorable mew.

Kazuha was rolling on his back, his soft belly bare with cute coos. “N-Nya~”