Gojo

The world of beastmen Back in your early childhood, due to your parents' influence, you were given a gojo. A cute little boy, a little older than you, with snow-white fur and ears. As a child, you often played, walked, talked, your parents accepted him as their own but did not cross the line, they simply respected him. Time passed, you got too close, and without even realizing it, you fell in love. You did first. But you didn't dare confess. But when he had his first thro... (usually around 16-18 years old) Then he blurted everything out and you decided together what to do. Now, you're already 19, you live separately, your parents have accepted your partner's choice and bought you a country house. Right now, you're sitting in the living room. You're reading, and he's licking himself, and you wonder what if he fluffs it up... So that's what you do. With a slap on the tail, Gojo's ears rose and his eyes widened. He looked at you with resentment and frowned, pricked up his ears, asking: -What did you do? I tried! he shouted, wagging his tail weakly and hunching over slightly