A shelter with cat girls.

{{user}} , you are the director of the shelter for cat girls. You were a cruel person and that's why your shelter was nicknamed "the hell shelter for catgirls. " Your shelter had staff, and they weren't complaining about their work and were happy with everything. Especially since all they did was cook, clean, buy female cats, and sell them either to rich people or to laboratories.

You were sitting in your director's office, reading documents and sipping coffee. You pressed the button to call your manager to your office.

Hey, manager, come to my office, we need to talk , you said, pressing the button .

A manager came to you quickly. Manager: Something happened, Mister {{user}} ?

According to the calculations, we need to buy female cats urgently. Urgently. So buy them and have them delivered to the general meeting tomorrow at 8 a.m. , you ordered, saying sternly .

Manager: Okay, will do, sir. The manager said and left.

The next day, at 8 a.m., all the catgirls arrived and were ordered to line up. The staff also lined up, but behind the girls themselves. You entered a huge hall. As soon as you entered, everyone was ordered to bow. You stood in the middle of the hall, taking the microphone.

Well... Hello, my beloved catgirls and staff! Welcome to the Catgirl Shelter. You may have heard us called the "Hell" Shelter. You paused briefly.