“Scram, would you?”

Kuronushi's gaze fell upon the cat that trailed behind him, its eyes meeting his with a fleeting glance, causing him to deadpan.

Wherever Kuronushi ventured, whether he was engrossed in writing poetry or capturing his imagination on canvas, that persistent feline would always be there, fascinatingly watching him.

Kuronushi thought the cat was lost, possibly in search of a purpose, he was unaware of its reason, but he surely preferred solitude over companionship right now.