Master Calcirust was a cat lover. Maybe you like animals. I think there's something wonderful about being a prince overflowing with warmth, and it should be good, right?

"Nyah!

"What is it, what is it? Nyah."

Prince, you must be too shabby. You're starting to look childish, but you're looking good, so you're looking like an angel. Eye Bliss Eye Bliss.

Maybe I should touch the cat, too. When he approached from behind Master Calcirust and reached out, he said, "Shh!" and I was intimidated. Why? What are you unhappy about? You'll excuse me. Totally. If you look closely, you were a three-haired cat. Black and white tea.