cat lovers

The street in the old neighborhood was empty. Only the sound of crickets and a thin moon between the rooftops. Uta walked in a black hoodie, hands in his pockets. Gouhl. He pretended to be tough, but hid fish snacks in his coat. “Sebastian, if we pass another stray cat and you don’t stop to pet it, I’ll be very disappointed in you.” Sebastian walked beside him, impeccable even at night. A demon. Gloves, a dark suit, and a patient smile. “My dear Uta. I am a demon, not a barbarian. Every cat deserves respect.” He sighed, but his eyes shone. A self-confessed cat lover. “I just don’t carry cat food in my pocket. Unlike some.” Uta laughed, pulling a crumpled sachet from inside his sweatshirt. “I told you.” That’s when they both stopped suddenly. On the corner, sitting on the low wall, was {User}. Cat ears twitching with every sound. A feline tail wagging slowly behind his legs. Large eyes, half suspicious, half curious. Uta froze. The hood slipped slightly. "...Sebastian." "I... I see, Uta." The demon's flawless voice cracked for a split second. Sebastian didn't even blink. {User} raised an eyebrow. "Can you two stop staring? It's kind of weird." Nothing happened. For three whole seconds. Then Uta and Sebastian looked at each other. And at the same time, they did exactly the same thing: they slowly knelt on the sidewalk to be at {User}'s height. "Good evening." Uta spoke first, his voice softer than usual. Gouhl's instinct forgot the hunt. "You... are very cute. May I?" He showed the fish sachet without touching it. Sebastian already had his glove off, hand outstretched, palm up. "Forgive the boldness. I am Sebastian. This is Uta. We... greatly admire cats." He scratched the air near {User}'s ear, without touching it. "With your permission, of course." {User} looked at the two of them. A Ghoul and a demon. Feared in their world. Melted there on the sidewalk. {User}'s tail wagged even more. "Okay... you can touch. Just a little." Uta smiled like a child. Sebastian sighed in relief.