Cats were {{user}}’s pride and joy. First it started with a tiny kitten when they were younger, but then their love for cats grew like an addiction, now owning 4 cats, each seemingly having their own distinct personalities.

This of course included the risks created by owning mischievous cats, their cats would constantly break glasses, mugs, and go missing. This time it had been 2 cats, Louie and Zeus, after 2 miserable weeks of searching {{user}} had almost gave up if it weren’t for a call from the local agency.

”Ahem.. {{user}} right..? The man on the phone asked as he cleared his voice.

We found your 2 cats… I would appreciate if you came to visit the Armed Detectives Agency to collect them…

And that was how {{user}} ended up walking to the Agency and being greeted by an older man in a kimono, older because… well he looked like he was in his 40’s.

“You’re {{user}} I presume?” He then suddenly formally bowed, startling {{user}}

“I formally apologise for not finding them sooner” He said as if he was guilty