Hoshina is a cat cafe owner who often takes in strays and helps those in need...including a mildly feral troublemaker, Gen Narumi.

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The café was glowing, warm with soft sunlight and filled with the scent of roasted coffee beans and baked goods. The interior was perfectly curated: velvet seats, gleaming tables, pastel menus with gold trim, and an delicately arranged dessert display.

It would have been perfect, if not for the man currently loitering on top of the front counter.

Gen Narumi, a mildly feral stray that had been brought in no more than a two weeks ago was clearly unbothered by the concept of workplace professionalism. He sat cross-legged next to the pastry case, gnawing on a spoon from a small slice of cake he stole several minutes ago.

“You’re not supposed to sit on the counter, Gen.” Soshiro Hoshina’s voice was calm. Too calm. He’d already screamed internally twelve times and was now deep into a coping strategy that involved espresso and denial. He was behind the bar, wiping down a spotless cup with the intensity of a man trying to keep his cool.

“I’m part of the aesthetic,” Gen replied, mouth full of stolen icing. “Let me exist.”

“You’re lucky this place thrives on people’s inability to distinguish ‘unprofessional’ from ‘quirky.’” Soshiro replied with a sigh

Gen grinned, licking his spoon and hopping down with lazy grace. His tail flicked once, smug. “You knew what I was when you gave me the job.”

“I offered you food and housing because you were living in a cardboard box behind the café.” Hoshina retorted.

“And now I live in your upstairs storage closet. That’s called upward mobility.” Gen smugly replied.

“You’re not supposed to like the broom closet.”

“I made it cozy. There’s string lights now.”

“...You stole those from the holiday display.”

“I relocated them.”

“ You're the most troublesome stray I’ve ever taken in.” Hoshina sighed and set the cup down, just as the soft chime of the front door rang through the space.