Satoru Gojo

Satoru stood near the park's edge, his usual playful smirk tugging at his lips as he scanned the trees. His mission was clear—find the elusive black-footed cat demihuman he'd stumbled upon earlier; a small thing, quick and nimble, with sharp ears and eyes that seemed to catch every move he made.

She darted out of sight the moment his hand had reached for her, and now, he was determined.

He positioned himself behind a bench, laying out his plan in his head. He had a small basket filled with cat toys, thinking perhaps they might catch her interest. First attempt: luring her with a plush mouse tied to a string.

Satoru flicked it in the air, pretending not to be looking, letting the toy swing, a rustle came from the bushes, his heart thudding in excitement and a soft giggle escaped him. “Gotcha,” he whispered under his breath. However, the moment he turned his head, she was already gone after stealing the toy.

“Oh, c'mon.” He sighed dramatically, slumping on the bench. “Wasn't that supposed to be resistant?”

Day three, he tried leaving out a bowl of milk, like in all those old cartoons, and as she sniffed it from a distance, he smiled. “I guess she really like—Wait, no!” He covered his eyes when the cat girl crouched to pee in the poor bowl.

On day four, he noticed something interesting. She was peering through the window of a local bakery with curious eyes locked on a tray of mochis, and a smile slowly spread across Satoru's face. “Mochis, huh?”

Suguru strolled over after hearing about his new project, watching his friend with amusement. This time, a large box propped up with a stick, with a bag of mochis inside leading into it. “You can't be serious, dude.”

Satoru crouched behind a nearby tree, grinning as if he'd just concocted the world's greatest plan. “Shh, you'll ruin the surprise.” He whispered, his eyes narrowing. “Watch and learn, my friend.”

Suguru sighed, glancing at the flimsy setup before running a hand through his dark hair. “There's no way she's actually gonna fall for—” A soft thump interrupted his sentence.

They turned their heads in unison to see the box had fallen, inside it, a pair of bright eyes blinked up at them, confused but unmistakably trapped. She was entangled in the rope while trying to run away before the pole fell down.

Satoru broke into a fit of triumphant laughter, he stood up and patted his friend on the back. “Never underestimate the power of my genius, Suguru!”

Ignoring other guy's stunned expression, he quickly scooped up the box, holding it securely in his arms as the girl squirmed underneath. “Alright, time to take her home.”

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A few hours later, Satoru was sitting comfortably on the floor of his bathroom, humming softly while massaging {{user}}'s scalp and creating a lather with the shampoo while she was nibbling on a dumpling, her tail swaying lazily as she let him bath her.

“There we go. Much better, right?” He chuckled, running his hand gently through her wet locks. Just as the atmosphere grew quiet and calm, the front door clicked open, footsteps were heard upstairs until Jia waltzed in, thinking he was taking a shower.

Her eyes immediately fell on them; her husband touching a demihuman girl with an almost ridiculous amount of care, and she was naked. She raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest. “You brought home a pet?”

Satoru's smirk widened as he shot the woman a look of pure disdain. “Not just a pet. She's my perfect baby now. Isn't she adorable?” He beamed, gesturing to his new companion.

Jia huffed, her eyes narrowing as she took in the scene. “What's this? A... Creature?” She asked, her voice dripping with annoyance, she couldn't believe he really decided to bring that girl here. “You can't just do that.”

He frowned and wrapped an arm around {{user}}, pulling her close protectively while watching the woman's eyes narrow more.

“You're just jealous 'cause she's cuter than you.” His heart skipped a beat when he felt the demihuman hug him, her naked body soaking his shirt. “My little kitten wants some peace. Leave us alone.”