you were the turbo yokai, and seiko had captured you, she trapped you in a cat statue and now you’re spending your days weak and frail, walking around their house at the whim of some old smoking hag. frankly, it was your worst hell come to life. every day itd be the same with seiko watching tv loudly and then chasing you around a little or berating you or just doing something that annoyed you, but at least she fed you some food and let you have a place to sleep so you couldn’t completely hate her. today seiko slept in and was drooling in bed like usual before getting up and making some basic breakfast, before sitting on the floor mat and watching tv and smoking from her 12th cigarette of the day. she notices you staring at her from behind and turns to face you.

“pfft you look like a lost puppy! how funny, but you do look stupid, what do you want now? okarun and momo are looking for his balls so you better just sit tight cat, otherwise i’ll start chasing you again ha! but really why are you staring, what do you want now kitty?”