>>4200682
>>Spray her with water.
>>Threaten to not feed her until the books are placed back.
>>Threaten to kick her out if she doesn't behave.

>>4200682
I'll bite the bullet. No idea how long this quest will last so here goes.

>Scold her.
>Spray her with water.
Bad cat. No knocking over stuff I like.

Now why was she in a box and how common are cat girls?

>>4200682
>Shut off the TV.

ask her to tell the truth or we're not turning it back on

Tell her to put on pants for god's sake if she's so cold

>>4200682
>Write-in.
>Spray her with water while she puts the books back
>If she's not able to do that, warterboard her

>>4200691
+1

Sighing, you turn back around to the kitchen and start opening the cupboards. You’ve never done this before, but you know what they say: there’s a first time for everything. The empty spray bottle is just where you left it after your previous foray in the world home herb garden proved unsuccessful. You blame it on your apartment’s lack of a balcony.

You fill up the bottle and walk up in front of Kaede. She looks annoyed that you’re blocking the way, and when she notices what’s in your hand, it’s too late. You start spraying.

“Gah! No, stop!” She tries to shield herself with her arms, and you stop momentarily.

“Don’t lie to me.” You have no idea how people keep these fuckers as pets but maybe she’s just an exception. They’re not particularly intelligent, affectionate, nor helpful.

“I’m not lying!” she says, dropping her guard. You respond by blasting her face with water again. “Stop that! What’s wrong with you?!”

“Are you seriously telling me an earthquake did that?”

“Y-yeah. So?” You start spraying again, and this time she climbs onto her feet and climbs over the couch, now gritting her teeth.

“You better pick those books up or else,” you tell her, “How about no dinner?”

Her face flashes with anger and panic. “Fine, fine! I’ll clean it up!” She crouches and starts pick up the books, and you watch as she grabs an open one and closes it, folding a page.

“Fuck’s sake, if you can’t do it properly-“

She opens it back up and angrily smooths it out before closing it again. You watch as she stands on the tip of her toes to slide it back onto the shelf and repeating with the rest. “Happy?!”

You finally lower the bottle and Kaede relaxes a bit. On the TV behind you, some foreign drama cuts to a commercial break. Right now, you should make dinner. You’re hungry and she probably is too.

>You’re feeling lazy. Just make some cup ramen.
>Do it properly and cook a full meal.
>Go outside and buy something from the convenience store nearby.
>Write-in.

>Feed Kaede tonight.
>Don’t feed Kaede.

>>4200721
>>Go outside and buy something from the convenience store nearby.

Let's get burgers. And a salad for Kaede, so she watches us eat something good. We'll share it only if she behaves.

>>4200721
>Do it properly and cook a full meal.
>Don’t feed Kaede.

>>4200721
>Do it properly and cook a full meal.
Watching TV will rot her brain. She should pick up a hobby.
>Feed Kaede tonight.

>>4200721
>>Do it properly and cook a full meal.
>>Don’t feed Kaede.

>>4200721
>Do it properly and cook a full meal.

>Feed Kaede tonight.

>>4200721
>Do it properly and cook a full meal.
>Don’t feed Kaede.
Feeding is conditional on good behavior

>>4200721
Feed Kaede

>>4200721
>Write-in.
Give her an uncooked, unseasoned block of ramen.

>>4200721
>Do it properly and cook a full meal.
>Feed Kaede tonight.

>Do it properly and cook a full meal.
>Feed Kaede


Rolling up your sleeves you enter the kitchen and put down the spray bottle. While you could just go outside and buy something, you should do it properly. That is what you told her after all, so you shouldn’t be a hypocrite. Opening your fridge, you check what you have. It’s getting a bit empty. Tomorrow’s when you’re restocking anyways, but for now, you’ll work with what you have.

After washing the rice and throwing it into the cooker, you peek out to check on Kaede. Sure enough, she places the last of the books back up and grumbles as she goes back to her show. You don’t know if she actually ruined more pages, but you’ll give her the benefit of the doubt and cook for two.

When you’re done, you carry out the dishes to the table and she happily hurries over. For a moment, she looks as if she’s about to start eating without you, reconsidering when you stare at her. She shrinks back, to wait instead. You clean up quickly in the kitchen and head back so she can stop fidgeting.

As the two of you begin to eat, you attempt to break the awkward silence.

“So, did anything interesting happen today?”

“There was an earthquake,” she replies with her mouth full.

“That again?” You watch as she greedily stuffs her face as if you were going to eat it all. She probably made a mess because she had nothing better to do except see what was on the bookshelf. “I’m going grocery shopping tomorrow. Do you want to come?” It’ll be the weekend and you luckily don’t have to show up.

Her eyes widen, “C-Can I?”

“You haven’t left the apartment in a week, huh? Yeah, why not.”

“I...” Kaede stops, noticing something, “Like I’d get excited over something like that.”

“So... are you coming are not?”

“Obviously I’m coming!”

The conversation’s making you lose your appetite.

Kaede finishes eating first and lets out a slur of words that you think is her thanking you for the meal. She runs to the bath to get it going and you pick up dirty dishes to wash.
Passing by the bookshelf, you notice she put everything in out of order. You might as well have done it yourself.


>Yell at her from the living room.
>Just let it go.
>Grab the spray bottle for when she gets out.
>Tell Kaede you’re not taking her out tomorrow.
>Write-in.

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>>4200789
>>Grab the spray bottle for when she gets out.
>>Tell Kaede you’re not taking her out tomorrow.

>>4200789
>Grab the spray bottle for when she gets out.
>Tell Kaede you’re not taking her out tomorrow.

>>4200789
>Write-in.
Drag her out of the bathroom and make her do it immediately. If it's locked then.
>Grab the spray bottle for when she gets out.
>Tell Kaede you’re not taking her out tomorrow.

>>4200789
>>Just let it go.
Should have been more specific than just to pick it up.

>>4200789
>Make her re-do it, and help.

Can she read? If she can't we'd be kind of a dick for expecting her to put things in order.

>>4200789
You people are TOO hardlining jesus christ, Just tell threaten to not take her out If she keeps the sloppy job

>>4200789
>Grab the spray bottle for when she gets out.
bad girl

>>4200830
I know, right? Catgirl raising quest, not catgirl slave quest.

>>4200817
Support

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>>4200830

>Acting like shes a human

>>4200789
>Just let it go.
Look on the news or internet if there really was an earth quake I guess? check the books for anymore folded pages.

>>4200793
>>4200804
>>4200817
>>4200842
To be fair, would you remember where all the books were?

>>4200863
I know right? We own her. She's not our kid, or our sister or anything like that.

She's property.

>>4200793

Support

>>4200817
Jesus what the hell is wrong with you
This is why we can't have catgirls, because of retards like you

>>4200869
And people like you are why we can't have slaves.

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>>4200874

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>>4200863
She is a fucking human with some ears and a tail, retard
>>4200867
She's a sentient being, mong.

>>4200874
Murdered him

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>>4200867
>>4200863
This is what happens when you offer to 'rewind' bad ends, QM. People go full retard.

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>>4200874
>>4200877
>Anons who keep agreeing with each other
>Posts have 40 seconds difference
Wonder what that could mean

>>4200881
>She is a fucking human with some ears and a tail
Then she's not human. Checkmate zoophiles

>>4200881

How would you know she's a human with ears and tails, I don't see you giving me biological studies supporting your claims.

>>4200885
To be fair, this is how you should treat a subhuman you own.

>>4200881
>She's a sentient being, mong.
And?

>>4200887
It means we have big brains and quick trigger fingers.

>>4200887
I thought the wait time is typically 1 minute.

>>4200891
Human or not it's, sentient sort of? Well shit didn't know this was gonna be a kekarollo thread.

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>>4200887

>>4200891
Again. Catgirl RAISING quest, not slave quest. >>4200892
>>>/d/

>>4200892
And therefore, edgeposting can jump off a bridge samefag.

>>4200892
why tho

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>>4200892
>>4200895
>It happens again

>>4200896
We were nicer than this to the elf in elf slave quest.
>linking /d/
It's not sexual.

Jesus, y'all a bunch of psychopaths

But spray bottle is funny
>Grab the spray bottle for when she gets out.

>>4200899
Just trolls trying to shit up what looked like an interesting quest.

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>>4200904

>>4200897
I see a couple anons having the same trash opinion as yours but I don't scream samefag.

>>4200909
It's not abusing a child or an animal, it's not edgy.

Think about it like giving your vacuum a whack to unclog it.

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>Grab the spray bottle for when she gets out.
>Tell Kaede you’re not taking her out tomorrow.


You wash the dishes, the bottle ready when you’re done. You sit on the couch, watching the awful show for a while before deciding to change channels. Eventually Kaede steps out after racking up your utility bills to see you waiting. She’s changed into her pajamas and has hesitantly looking your way.

“I take it back. I’m not taking you out tomorrow.”

“W-what?” She has a hand on the door, ready to lock herself in.

“I said to do it properly. You know how to read, can’t you? It’s completely out of order!”

“You never said anything about that! You told me to pick it up so I did!”

You get up. “It was implied! Look! I have to fix it myself. I might as well have done it from the start!” All she’s done is cause trouble for you.

“So?! How is that my fault?! I did exactly what you told me to do!” She balls up her fists. Before you can actually punish her, she grabs a towel, throws it at you, and then runs for your room where her futon is, locking the door behind her. That was dumb considering you have to get in there anyways, but you must’ve cornered her enough for her to do something like that.

Great. You don’t want to break down your own god damn bedroom door.

Left with no other option, you attempt to diffuse the situation. Standing in front of it, you say, “Listen, I’m not mad.”

“You are mad! I can hear it!”

“I put the bottle down,” you tell her as you put it on the table. “Just open the door.”

“...Don’t do that again. I’m not some kind of wild animal!”

“I won’t if you open the door.”

A minute passes before she finally obliges, swinging it open and stepping back. She looks like she wants to say something but instead opts to not dig her fingers in your eyes. She probably wants to ask about you taking back what you said but doesn’t want to suffer the indignity of it.

Regardless, you say, “Just... just don’t touch my bookshelf, alright?”

“I won’t,” she replies.

Leaving it at that, you decide to just enter the bath. You’re already fed up with work. You don’t need more on your plate.

___________

Next morning, the tension hasn’t fully disappeared.

“I’m leaving,” you say as you exit. Kaede says nothing to you as you close the door.

You wonder what you should do about her as you head over to the nearby supermarket. Lately, you’ve been really trying to take salvage your weekends. Your supervisor’s been breathing down your neck and you’ve been forced to catch up on his slack on your own personal time. But that’s not important.

You go through the aisles, getting the essentials and doing the following week’s worth of groceries. As you’re looking through desserts, you spot something. It’s Kaede’s favorite pudding. Well, it isn’t as if she’s exactly sampled more than one brand and type, but she loves it enough.

A part of you does feel bad about what happened yesterday, but...


>But some, just in case.
>Don’t.

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>>4200909

>>4200912
Well, when you always have two anons agreeing with each other at rather questionable differences...

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>>4200913
Even by your logic, I remind you that animal abuse is a crime.

>>4200904
I lost focus on who's responding to who at this point. I don't see much of a point to yelling at her and not taking her to the store. I kinda want to see what she'll do in that environment. Maybe pee on someone or climb the isles.
Probably best to invest in a watergun and quick draw holster.

So from what I get we can hold a conversation with her. it. whatever. I dunno we'll house train her or some shit to be less of a neet goblin.

>>4200913
still not sure who the bottle.

>>4200914
>Don’t.
No reward for bad behavior

>>4200914
>Buy some, just in case.
Good Kaedes get the pudding.
Bad Kaedes get the spraybottle.

>But some, just in case.
Just get the fucking pudding

>>4200914
>Don’t

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>>4200922
...It's a weekly trip anon. Consider we may want positive reinforcement at some point in the next seven days. Just because we buy it doesn't mean she gets it.

And hey, to appeal to your edge: If she steals some, just punish her all the more.

>>4200914
>>Don’t.

>>4200918
Post cool down is one minute dummy

>>4200914
>But some, just in case.

>>4200914
Buy some, stop the edgefags

>>4200914
Check new for earth quake

>But that’s not important.
you're full of shit QM. What does he do for a living?

>Don’t.
get a different kind. Variety.

>>4200917
>>4200918
>>4200919
>>4200920
>>4200922
>>4200924
>>4200926
>>4200927
>>4200928
>>4200929
>>4200931
Jesus you guys post real fast

>>4200928

That's actually a good point.
Still not buying it cuz your a retard.

>>4200914
>But some, just in case.
If we get home and she doesn't admit to knocking it over, or her attitude hasn't changed, we'll eat it in front of her.

>>4200929
I'm pretty sure i remember something about it not being just that

>>4200922
>>4200936
>>4200937
but was there an earth quake.

>>4200937
If you want to appeal to my inner edge fag than give an excellent reason like this.

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>>4200936
>Admits poster makes good point
>Refuses to change out of spite
>Insists others are the retard.

>>4200940
Next time you post, open up the post box immediately, and you'll see the cooldown starts at 60s.

>>4200941
According to her. We saw no evidence of an earthquake, besides all of the items on one shelf, nothing else, knocked off of that shelf.

>>4200940
Try it out fagaloop

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>>4200943

>Thinks to be a retard you need to be spiteful
>Doesnt actually know what a retard is

>>4200946
did we check tho? There's no reason why we shouldn't. It'd only take a few seconds.

>>4200950
wheres that meme from?

>>4200945
>>4200947
I see no difference

>>4200952

Dunno found it last year on pol

>>4200914
>Don’t.

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>>4200954
>/pol/tard
And all becomes clear.

What really sucks is knowing that 4chan's gonna be full of wannabe edgelord kids until the quarantine lifts and school is back in session.

>>4200954
what/s pol?

>>4200955
Why not though? The positive reinforcement idea made sense. Plus it gives us more than a reason to spray her in the face if we notice one missing.

>>4200957
that's a tabby right? or are the tabby the black and white ones?

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>>4200957

Grow up

>>4200961
she need some light punishment as well

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>>4200959
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-gAEvQwZJ_8

>>4200963
He's right though

>>4200965
fuck what though?

>>4200967

About what?

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I don't mind arguing and all that jazz but remember I have the final say in things, yeah? Don't sweat the meta stuff
Anyways, update in a bit

This thread is a fucking mess.

>>4200969

Whoops switch my internet

>>4200970
It's not unreasonable to admonish her, don't let the perennial limp-wristed quest players force you to their perspective.

>>4200970
Where the earth quake qm

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>>4200978

>not choosing to feed her
This isn't how you raise livestock.

>>4200968
she needs some punishment for bad behaviour as well

>>4200979
she lied. it never happened you tool

>>4200982
nani the fuck now we in China?

>>4200987
bad behavior? maybe.

>>4200988
but how are you so sure?

>>4200989
What, no. A chink would leave her alive during the butchering process, ruining the meat with adrenaline. I'm saying we make her the happiest cat in the world then kill her at that instant.

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>Buy some, just in case.


You’ll get some, but that doesn’t mean you’ll give it to her. If she doesn’t admit to it or she still has that foul attitude, then you’re just going to eat it in front of her. After all, you could just be buying them for yourself. Nodding as you make your perfect plan, you drop them into your basket and move along. Pulling out your phone, you go through your checklist of things to get.
You also check to see if there were any earthquakes in the area, and your search is fruitless. Maybe it was so small no one bothered to report it.

When you’re checking the expiration dates on a carton of milk, you hear someone call you from behind. You turn to see a familiar face: your next door neighbor. You usually run into her this time of week.

“Hey Rina,” you greet, “Out for groceries?”

“Yup!” She gives you a beaming smile. “Wow, you look super tired. Is everything okay?”

You wave the thought away. “It’s nothing I can’t handle.”

“Eh? Is that right? You know, you shouldn’t put up with your boss making you do unreasonable things.”

“It’s not like I have a choice.”

“But you should take care of yourself! If something happens to you, I won’t know what to do.”

You jokingly thump your chest. “Hey, I’m still young! And alright, I won’t let him push me around too much.”

“Good,” she replies, placing a carefully selected milk carton in my basket. “Oh, I heard something interesting lately. Are you... taking care of a catgirl?”

“Ghh. It was the landlady, wasn’t it?”

“Yup!” Rina grins. “Let me come over again sometime, okay? I want to see her!”

She probably would stop wanting after Kaede tries some shit. You really need to find a way to settle things.


>”No, no way, my place is a mess.”
>”I, uh, can’t guarantee anything.”
>”Sure thing. Just tell me in advance.”
>Write-in.


You could talk about Kaede with Rina, but you might look bad. After all, how is this something you can’t handle?

>Ask Rina for advice.
>Don’t.

>>4200995
Only the shelf was fucked up, if there was a real earthquake the whole apartment would be a mess.

>>4200997
>”I, uh, can’t guarantee anything.”
>Don’t.

>>4200997
>”Sure thing. Just tell me in advance.”
>Ask Rina for advice.

>>4200997
>”I, uh, can’t guarantee anything.”
>Don’t.

>>4201001
And she'd probably be spooked by it.

>>4200996
stills sound link chink behavior if the end goal is to eat her.

>>4200997
>”Sure thing. Just tell me in advance.”
>Ask Rina for advice.
Someone to discract the chonk gremlin.

>>4200997
>”I, uh, can’t guarantee anything.”
>Don’t.

>>4200997
>”I, uh, can’t guarantee anything.”

>Ask Rina for advice.

The earthquake is a conspiracy

The shithead needs to be housebroken before we let anyone see her. She gonna ruin our reputation.

>>4200997
>>”I, uh, can’t guarantee anything.”
>>Don’t.

>>4201014
Truly it is the most strangest of anomalies.

>>4201017
Rina seems more knowledgeable about it. Why not get her to help? It's not like we're beating the cat or something.

>>4201023
>It's not like we're beating the cat or something.
She would try to spin it that we are.

Not that beating her is a particularly bad idea. Not with out hand or something like a belt, of course.

>>4200997
>”I, uh, can’t guarantee anything.”
>Ask Rina for advice.

>”I, uh, can’t guarantee anything.”
>Ask Rina for advice but not really?


“I, uh, can’t guarantee anything.”

“Whaaat?” Rina pouts jokingly, “Then, I’ll pop by sometime!”

“Wait, no! Don’t do that!” you say, “What if I’m not home?”

“Jeez, you’re no fun. I’ll bother you about it until you give up, you know!”

You rub the back of your neck. “Come on, I don’t need more things to worry about, do I?”

“Why would you worry? It’s not like we’re strangers.”

“...You wouldn’t get it,” you reply. Right now, you’re wondering if you should ask her for advice. Come on, you can take catgirl by yourself, can’t you? This is embarrassing. You can’t believe you’re even considering this.

“Hey...” Rina says, “What’s with that troubled look? It’s making me feel bad.”

“Eh, it’s nothing.”

“Then, let me give you unsolicited advice!” she says, “I don’t really know what you’re going through, but I’m sure it can be fixed with bribery!”

“I don’t think bribery solves anything.”

“Haha, probably not.”

You and Rina talk about nothing in particular until after exiting the supermarket, where Rina starts heading off somewhere else to run an errand while you go home. She tells you to send her a picture of the catgirl and you respond noncommittally.

When you walk back up the stairs, your mood is a little lighter. Unlocking the door, you step in and announce your entry.

“I’m home,” you say.

Kaede doesn’t reply, and you just walk in, dropping the grocery bags in the living room right as you notice your briefcase open and the papers inside now scattered all over. They’re all completely shredded. Meanwhile, the catgirl is sitting on the couch, attempting to nonchalantly watch TV.

“Kaede!” you say.

“What?”

“What the fuck did you do?!” You’re royally fucked. Your boss was too lazy to handle some work and relinquished responsibility onto you, and now if the axe is going to fall, it’s going to come down on your neck. How are you going to even salvage this? Tape? No, tape isn’t going to fix this at all! You don’t even know what tiny chunk of paper goes with what!

Kaede, looking a little unnerved by how freaked out you are, says, “I-It wasn’t me...!”

Did she do this because you refused to take her outside? You don’t even know what to say, much less what to do. You’re too busy processing whether or not this is real.


>Write-in

>>4201082
I dont know, investigate more
Dont judge prematurely

>>4201082
>Drag her over to the tub. Put a washcloth over her face. Show her what she's about to get, then demand answers.

Man, I didn't expect to see the Created crowd arguing it up in here when I clicked on this out of curiosity.

>>4201082
FUCKING BITCH
Playtime's over. Beat her, spray her, restrain her with a short chain to the living room and do not feed her

>>4201082
>>4201087
This, and ask her who did it. If she can't answer then she gets the spray bottle.

>>4201091
The what?

>>4201092
Support. Stop being nice for the sake of being against some anons you idiots. She ruined our work, we're fucking screwed. Who else could fucking do it? The apartment was locked.

>>4201095
The arguing above all looked much too similar to the arguments that happened in an old popular quest that ran here once called Created, which had literally thousands of posts of autistic shitflinging and image macros.

>>4201092
>>4201089
Don't cut yourself on that edge

is this taleanon

>>4201100
But those anons are being incredibly obnoxious.

>>4201104
I'm insulted
I think she fucked off forever actually

>>4201107
It's not relevant to the story though is it not? Why punish MC for the sins of anons

>>4201089
>>4201092
+1

>>4201114
Beating this girl isn't going to help MC get his papers back.

>>4201119
We're not beating her. It's just enhanced interrogation.

>>4201082
ask her who did this then ? if it's a lie, she'll be punished

I’m 100% sure that the QM is going to pull a twist that there actually was an earthquake and she actually didn’t shred the papers, or something like that.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4201142
If 1, cat girl has been telling truth; if 2, it needs punishment

>>4201142
That'll be too late after we convince her she did.

>>4201082
There is a time for rewards and for punishment. This is the time of punishment. Start with plenty of spray, escalate if she keeps on denying.

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>Write-in


You breathe out very slowly. Trying to contain your anger, you ask, “If it wasn’t you, then who was it?”

“It... It was always like that!”

You’re taken aback by her sheer audacity. She just lied to your face for the second time. Sure, you want to do things, but that doesn’t mean you’re going to follow through with them, are you? You can’t believe this.

When you take a step toward her, she reaches around the couch and takes out your bottle and spraying your face. You flinch, and then you snaps and grab her wrist.

“Drop it!” you hiss.

“No!” she shouts, “Let go of me!” Not knowing what to do next, she opts for the widest opening, which is kicking your crotch.

You stop out of shock and she pulls free, and it’s by sheer chance that she missed and hit your thigh instead. Then, impulsively, you slap her, the sound much louder than you expected.

Kaede, in equal parts horror and anger, says, “You... you hit me! I’m... I’ll report you!”

Everything is rapidly spiraling out of control. Weren’t you supposed to be the bigger man in a situation like this?

>Slap her again.
>Apologize.
>Say nothing and start picking up the papers.
>Leave the apartment and cool your head.
>Write-in.

>>4201161
>>Slap her again.

>>4201161
Sigh, and say that we had even brought pudding, under the impression that she would behave herself today, but it looks like that will have to wait.

>>4201161
>Slap her again.

>>4201161
>Leave the apartment and cool your head.
Was getting anons to abuse her your plan from the start?

>>4201161
>Write-in.
>Put her in a headlock, bring her to the bath, and waterboard her.

>>4201170
Actually gonna change to this

Well this is devolving into abuse drama...
Just leave. But add some impactful comment about how much you're screwed cuz of the shredding

>>4201170
Supporting

>>4201170
fuck it. let's do it. teach her lesson. if it fails well there's always rewind

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>Write-in


It’s over. Everything’s over. Or even if it wasn’t, there’s no way you can keep a cool enough head to figure a way to fix everything.

“T-This is all your fault!” Kaede claims, “I-If you weren’t-“

You stop her midsentence physically. She’s dead silent as she brings a hand to her cheek, feeling the sting.

You say, “Shut up. You just ruined my life! I hope you’re happy.”

Furious, you grab her wrist before she can try to hit you back, and before you know it, you’re dragging her into the bathroom.

“No! Let go of me!” she cries out, “I hate you, I hate you!”

Her pleas go unheard as you fill up the bath.


BAD END


This route is now completely unsalvageable! I’d wish you congratulations but that didn’t take much work. When you hit a bad end, I’ll rewind things to whenever I want, but here’s the thing: all of your previous selected options will be permanently unavailable and events will happen that didn’t happen before. No metagaming! This quest won’t be very long, and I’m rooting for you all to finish with a happy ending!

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>>4201215

After a long day of work, you finally got off the train and made it back home. You unlock the door to your apartment and close the door behind you, taking off your shoes and dropping your briefcase onto the floor of the hallway. Loosening your tie, you head for the living room.

You spot Kaede on your couch, watching television with her legs crossed, and you say, “I’m home.”

“Mnn,” Kaede replies.

You sigh. The usual, you guess. The room is just as you left it, the bookshelf is just as tidy. As you go to the kitchen to start cooking, you notice Kaede following you.

She says, “Hey, I want curry today.”

“Again? I don’t think we have any ingredients left for that.”

“Ghhh, alright...” Kaede grumbles as she trudges back to the couch.

You check the fridge again. You’re out of meat, but there is some fish in there. Rubbing the back of your neck, you wonder what you should do. Fish...curry?


>Go outside and see if the supermarket’s still open.
>Ask if she wants anything else.
>Just cook whatever you want.
>Write-in.

>>4201219
>Just cook whatever you want

>>4201219
>Go outside and see if the supermarket’s still open.

>>4201219
>Just cook whatever you want.
are you going to do it again instead of doing a reset and going back to our "last checkpoint" ?

>>4201219
>>Just cook whatever you want.

>Just cook whatever you want.


Sure, but what is it that you actually want to cook? The answer is nothing. You’ve been stressed out the entire day, and right now, you want to do as little work as possible. It would be nice if Kaede actually did something around here, but that’s too much to expect.

Regardless, you season the fish, throw it in the oven, and call it a job done. While you wait for the timer, you go over to your couch to find your catgirl lying across it.

You tell her, “If you’re not going to move your legs, I’m just going to sit down on them.”

She yawns, pretending not to hear, and you begin to lower yourself. She says, “Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?!” Quickly she pulls back, annoyed at your stunt.

You ask, “Are you just watching the TV all day?”

Her head drops down onto a cushion. “It’s not like I have anything else to do.”

Huh. She’s got a point.

>”I think I have a game console stored somewhere.”
>”Do you want to come with me when I get groceries tomorrow?”
>”You can use my PC when I’m gone.”
>”Yeah, TV’s good.”
>”You probably wouldn’t be so bored if you actually did some of the chores.”
>Write-in.

Last update for today

>>4201273
>>”You probably wouldn’t be so bored if you actually did some of the chores.”

>>4201273
>”Do you want to come with me when I get groceries tomorrow?”

>>4201273
>”You probably wouldn’t be so bored if you actually did some of the chores.”

>”You probably wouldn’t be so bored if you actually did some of the chores.”

>”Do you want to come with me when I get groceries tomorrow?”

I see no reason we can't ask both

>>4201273
>”Do you want to come with me when I get groceries tomorrow?”

>>4201273
>”You probably wouldn’t be so bored if you actually did some of the chores.”

>>4201110
pffft alright then

>>4201273
>"Have you been paying attention to the TV? I can get you homework if you need help learning how to read."

Holy moly, this animal got some balls.

I don't get how anyone could be nice to her knowing what she did in a different timeline.

Just abandon her, drive with her to a different state and then leave her there.

>>4201992
How do you expect her to be nice to the MC when the MC apparently drowned her in another timeline?

>>4201273
>”You probably wouldn’t be so bored if you actually did some of the chores.”>”Do you want to come with me when I get groceries tomorrow?”
>”You can use my PC when I’m gone.”

Like anon said, no issue with doing all of the above.

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>”You probably wouldn’t be so bored if you actually did some of the chores.”
>”Do you want to come with me when I get groceries tomorrow?”


”Do you want to come with me when I get groceries tomorrow?”

“N-Not particularly, but since you asked...”

“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’.”

Her ears twitch excitedly though she tries to keep that perpetually annoyed expression up. She shifts positions and crosses her legs, glancing back at you when you don’t look away. “...What?”

You better throw the idea out there while you still have her attention. ”You probably wouldn’t be so bored if you actually did some of the chores.” You’re sure she knows how to read somewhat or at least enough to do basic tasks.

“Eh? I don’t want to do chores.” Too busy getting invested in the TV drama you guess.

“You’ve been freeloading this entire time. You could at least do something to help lighten the load.”

She faces away from you, not wanting to make eye contact. “...” Under her breath, she mumbles something. Barely, you catch something about ruining everything, but that could just be your ears playing tricks on you.

“Hm? What was that?”

“...No way.”

The timer sounds and drags you away from the conversation, leaving her to think about what you said. Maybe there’s some kind of incentive you could dangle over?


>Stop cooking for her unless she starts pulling her weight.
>Buy her pudding if she helps out.
>Pull the plug on the TV.
>Leave it be.
>Write-in.

>>4203427
>>Stop cooking for her unless she starts pulling her weight.
>>Pull the plug on the TV.

>>4203427
>Stop cooking for her unless she starts pulling her weight.
>Pull the plug on the TV.

>>4201089
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK I CAN'T BREATHE THIS SHIT IS TOO FUCKING FUNNY

>>4203444
+1

>>4203427
>Buy her pudding if she helps out.

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>Stop cooking for her unless she starts pulling her weight.
>Pull the plug on the TV.


You announce, “Hey, I won’t keep cooking for you if you don’t pull your own weight.”

“W-what?! You can’t do that!”

“I’ll unplug the TV too. It’s not like I usually watch it anyway.”

“N-no, fine! I’ll do some chores!” Kaede says, “You didn’t have to threaten me like that...!”

You shrug when you set the dishes out on the table. She looks pretty bitter about the whole thing, but as long as she can do something like clean the floor, you don’t care. The rest of the night goes on as always, and it seems she accepted having to actually do work.
___________

The next morning, you’re digging through your closet.

“Hey,” Kaede says, tugging on your shirt. “Isn’t it time to go already? What are you looking for?”

“It’s...” You grunt as your hands feel the very thing you’re looking for. With a bit of effort, you’re able to pull it out. “...A leash.”

You move to attach it to her color when she takes a step back. She says, “No, nonono! I am not wearing that!”

“Of course you are. I’m not irresponsibly taking you outside without one.”

She brings an arm up as if to shield herself. “Shut up! I’m not going to run away or attack someone! I don’t need something like that!”


>”If you’re not putting it on, I’m not bringing you out.”
>”Okay, okay, relax. I’ll put it away.”
>”I’ll buy you pudding.”
>Write-in.

>>4203483
Offer to buy puddin.
If she refuses, put It away

>>4203483
>”I’ll buy you pudding.”

>>4203483
>>”If you’re not putting it on, I’m not bringing you out.”
>>”I’ll buy you pudding.”

>>4203483
>”I’ll buy you pudding.”
>”If you’re not putting it on, I’m not bringing you out.”

>>4203483
>>”I’ll buy you pudding.”

>”I’ll buy you pudding.”
>”If you’re not putting it on, I’m not bringing you out.”


”I’ll buy you pudding,” you tell her, ”If you’re not putting it on, I’m not bringing you out.”

“Nnnnng.” Kaede grumbles as she lowers her guard, allowing you to attach it. Her face flushes with embarrassment before saying, “Are we going or not?!” You begin to exit with Kaede following, and she asks again, “Y-You are going to buy me pudding right? You weren’t lying?”

“Why would I lie about something like that?” you say.

After exiting and heading down the street, Kaede excitedly looks around the street as her ears twitch. Along the way, you pass by someone being pulled along by their doggirl, exchanging a smile and a greeting.

When you make it to the supermarket, Kaede looks at it in awe and apprehension. She points out, “There’s a lot of people in there...”

“Really? Hm, just stick by close.”

Kaede wordlessly accepts your idea and accompanies you inside. As you’re busy going down the aisles looking for what to get, she keeps studying things without ever bothering you. She obviously wants to, but you have a feeling she doesn’t want to annoy you too much. Eventually you get to the rows and rows of pudding for Kaede to ogle over.

“W-wha... There’s so many!”

“Which one do you want?” you ask, “Pick one and I’ll get it.”

“Mnnn, let me see...”

She starts to peruse what’s for sale when from behind someone taps your shoulder. You spin around to see Rina, smiling.

“Hi!” she says, “Oho? What’s this?” She grins as she raises her hand to cover her mouth in exaggerated surprise. “Is this the catgirl I’ve been hearing about?”

“Ghh, word travels fast, huh?” you reply. Kaede, already having selected something, holds it in her hands and partially hides behind you as she assesses Rina.

You say, “Kaede, this is Rina, my neighbor. Rina, this is Kaede.”

Rina says, “Nice to meet you, Kaede!”

“Y-Yeah,” she replies.

Rina says, “Aw, is she afraid of me? Now now, I don’t bite.” She sticks out her tongue jokingly and Kaede grimaces.

The catgirl replies, “D-Don’t treat me like some kind of kitten.” Trying to back up, she finds that there’s nowhere to go, and you’re holding onto the leash tightly.


>”Rina, come on. She needs some space.”
>”Kaede, loosen up a little.
>Don’t butt in.
Write-in.

>>4203568
>>”Kaede, loosen up a little.

>>4203568
>”Rina, come on. She needs some space.”

>>4203568
>”Kaede, loosen up a little.

>>4203568
>”Kaede, loosen up a little.
she won't do something you don't like, just reply to her politely

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>”Kaede, loosen up a little.


You tell her, “Kaede, loosen up a little.”

The catgirl looks more frustrated instead of angry now. Yeah, you’re okay with this. You’d rather her redirect any ill will toward you than Rina.

Rina smiles empathetically. “It’s okay. You should be careful around strangers, after all.”

“Except you’re not a stranger,” you retort.

“But I am one to her,” Rina replies, “Oh, I know! You like pudding, right? Why don’t I buy you a pack of my favorite one?”

“Eh?” Kaede utters, her ears perking up. “Really? You’re not messing with me?”

“Nope! I’m completely serious!” she replies, and then to you, she whispers, “What have you been doing to this poor girl?”

You reply, “W-What? I haven’t been doing anything like that! She’s like this ever since I found her-“

Kaede cuts into the conversation of whispers. “N... Nice to meet you, Rina!”
___________

A short while later, the two of you part ways with her. They seem to be getting along better than expected, but you suppose that’s Rina’s specialty. She has a way of worming into things.

On the entire way back, Kaede eyes the pudding in your bag. Sighing, you take one out and give it to her. She makes a small sound of excitement before opening it and digging in with a plastic spoon. It’s then that you notice Rina bought something and snuck it into your bag. It’s... a bag of kibble? Are these supposed to be treats? You doubt the edibility of these things but you’re not going to just throw them away.

When you get back home, you begin to put away the groceries while Kaede hurries to the living room. She’s also noticeably happier the leash is off. Or it could be the pudding.

“Hey, wait,” you call out, “About the chores-“

“Whaaat? Already?”


>”Can you clean the floor?”
>”Come help me prepare lunch.”
>”Do the laundry, will you?”
>”You’re now on dishwashing duty.”
>Write-in.

>>4203710
>Come Help me Prepare Lunch
Doesn't involve water, useful and she might enjoy it, maybe.

>>4203710
>”Do the laundry, will you?”

>>4203710
>”Come help me prepare lunch.”

>>4203710
>>”Come help me prepare lunch.”
This should be easy enough for her

>>4203710
>>”Can you clean the floor?”

>>4203710
>”Come help me prepare lunch.”

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>”Come help me prepare lunch.”


”Come help me prepare lunch.” You’re a genius. How can she fuck up when you’re right next to her the entire time?

“...” She stops moving. You’re not sure what’s going on nor the kind of face she’s making, but by the way her ears are moving, you’ve got a clue. “I caaan do that!” Kaede says, trying her hardest not to sound interested and coming out awkward instead.

“Then get over here,” you say, putting things away in the fridge.

“What are we making?” she asks as she walks up to you.

“What do you want?”

“Ramen!”

“Alright, then help wash these vegetables. Be gentle.”

Eagerly, she takes them to the sink and starts running them under the water.

About a minute passes while you do your own tasks before you hear Kaede sputter. “What the...?” You look and see her trying really hard to look normal. “Did you just try to eat them raw? I mean, you can, but seriously?”

“Ghh...”

You asked her to help you but it ended up being more like a weird teaching session instead. You couldn’t trust her with a knife or an open flame, and she almost knocked over a pot of boiling water. In fact, you never imagined feeling this stressed on one of your days off. Nevertheless, you managed to prevent any disasters from occurring at the cost of failing to lighten up your workload in any measurable way.

When you’re done cleaning up after lunch, you’re about to finally take a break when you hear the doorbell ring. Kaede, who was kicking her legs in the air on the couch, stops to see who’s there.

“Coming,” you say, trudging to the door. Through the peephole you see a girl-no wait, she’s just short and looks young. You can’t be fooled. You open up and she stands there with her arms crossed.

“Took you long enough,” Chiya says.

It’s the landlady. “It’s the old hag,” you say, mixing up your thoughts. She responds in kind by driving a foot into your shin. You buckle and brace yourself on the doorway. You hiss in pain.

And then as if she did nothing at all, she continues. “I’m here for your surprise review! Or checkup! However you want to phrase it.”

“What the hell is that?! You never mentioned anything like that!”

“Listen here you brat! I’m making an exception for you keeping that catgirl, so obviously I have to see if she isn’t ruining the place!”


>”Go ahead, I have nothing to hide.”
>”This is an invasion of my privacy!”
>”Wait, give me a minute to prepare!”
>Write-in.

>>4203820
>”Wait, give me a minute to prepare!”

>>4203820
>”Go ahead, I have nothing to hide.”

>>4203820
>”Wait, give me a minute to prepare!”

>>4203820
>>”Go ahead, I have nothing to hide.”

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>”Wait, give me a minute to prepare!”


“Wait,” you say, bringing up your hands, “Give me a minute to prepare!

“Fine. Since I’m feeling nice, I’ll even give you two minutes!”

“Thanks, Chiya,” you say, closing the door. Hurrying to Kaede who’s bewildered, you say, “The landlady’s here! You need to be on your best behavior, got it!”

“Er...!”

“Don’t act like how you did around Rina, okay?! This affects you too!”

“Uh, mnn,” she mumbles in affirmation. “Wait, what did you mean by that?! I didn’t do anything wrong back then!”

“You know what I mean,” I reply, “I don’t have time for this.”

You immediately go and pick your briefcase off the floor and toss it onto the table, and on the way back to the door, you double-check to make sure everything is tidy.

You swing open the door again and tell Chiya, “Okay, come right on in. I should warn you, she’s not good with new people.”

“Relax, I’m great with animals!” She replies while entering, and you follow behind her as she steps into the living room. Mildly elated, she exclaims, “Oh, there’s your cat!” Kaede’s eye twitches, and Chiya steps closer. The landlady brings out a hand to pet her. “Aren’t you a cute little thing?”

Kaede almost reflexively hisses at her before opting to freeze up after seeing you standing there. Chiya messes up her hair and scratches behind Kaede’s ears, and she doesn’t say a single thing. It doesn’t even look like she’s breathing.

After a few seconds, the landlady says, “I’m Chiya! What’s your name, hmm?”

Like a constrained cry for help, the catgirl squeaks out her in reply. “Kaede.”

“You’re a little shy, aren’t you? Ah, well, I’ll leave you to it then.” She turns on her heel and backs off, going up to you and saying, “Looks like everything’s in order. Make sure she’s on a leash and that she isn’t peeing everywhere, and we won’t have any problems!” And then she starts leaving.

“R...Right,” you reply.

Upon that last sentence, Kaede’s face reddens and she snarls, flush with humiliation. She looks like she’s about to dive-tackle Chiya.


>Intercept the attack with a tackle of your own.
>Let it happen.
>Walk behind Chiya. She won’t attack with you in the way.
>Write-in.

>>4203876
>Let it happen

>>4203876
>Walk behind Chiya. She won’t attack with you in the way.

>>4203876
>Walk behind Chiya. She won’t attack with you in the way.

>>4203876
>Let it happen.
We must collect the bad ends too.

>>4203876
>>Let it happen.

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>Let it happen.


She wouldn’t do it, right? No way. She understands the consequences.

You watch dumbfounded as Kaede climbs onto the edge of couch and explodes forward, crashing into Chiya’s back. She cries out in surprise in pain as she’s knocked to the ground, and before she knows what’s even happening, Kaede’s already on top of her, pulling at her hair.

The catgirl snarls. “Y-You! How dare you...!”

“Gaaah!” Chiya cries out, “Get off me! Stop that!” She manages to roll over on her back to use her arms, but Kaede bites down on her hand. Chiya, shouting in pain, orders you, “Help me, you idiot, why are you just standing there!”

“Ah.” You finally get going, walking over to Kaede and trying to pull her off. “Kaede, stop that! Let go of her already, she’s had enough!”

Panting, the catgirl slows down and eventually lets go, and mostly by you, climbs off of Chiya who stumbles back up, furious and flustered. She pats herself off and readjusts her clothes, then straightening out her hair. To you, she says, “Your catgirl is simply out of control!”

“Hey, come on,” you say, “That was kind of on you.”

“Why you...! You don’t see my physically assaulting anyone!”

“You literally just kicked me a few minutes ago.”

“Yes, and how is that comparable to what just happened to me?!”


>Apologize and reassure her you’re going to punish Kaede.
>Apologize and lie about punishing her.
>Don’t apologize at all. There’s nothing to be sorry for.
>Write-in.

>>4203876

>Intercept the attack with a tackle of your own.

Nothing personnel cat

>>4203920

>Don’t apologize at all. There’s nothing to be sorry for.

Talk shit get hit are the rules of this land

>>4203920
>>Apologize and reassure her you’re going to punish Kaede.

>>4203920
>Apologize and lie about punishing her.

>>4203920
>>Apologize and lie about punishing her.
let's just get her to fuck off

>>4203920
>Apologize and reassure her you’re going to punish Kaede.
Nothing serious, but explain to her the problems she may get herself and us attacking our landlord and teach her how to wash the dishes

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>Apologize


“You’re right, I’m sorry,” you explain, “This is my fault. I should’ve trained her better, even if it’s only been a week. I’ll make to punish her and sure she learns better.”

“What?!” Kaede says.

Chiya crosses her arms again. “...Well, since you’re going to teach her a lesson, I’ll let it slide this time. But you better have her under control, got it? I can’t have her terrorizing the other residents!”

“I understand.” You begin to usher her out. “You should hurry before she attacks you again.” From behind, you hear Kaede suck her teeth.

“Hmph.” Exiting, Chiya gives her farewell. “Now, you take care of yourself, got it? I won’t have you getting a heart attack or something over something like her.”

You reply noncommittally and say goodbye as you close the door.

When you go back into the living room, Kaede’s just standing there with her fists balled, gritting her teeth. She says, “It was her fault.”

“That doesn’t matter. Just because she said something doesn’t mean you physically attack her!”

Kaede just grimaces, averting her eyes. “...What are you going to do?”

“Me? You’re going to be washing the dishes tonight.”

It’s not really a punishment. It falls in her responsibilities, technically.

“...Huh?”

“You’ve seen me doing them, right? You know what to do?”

“...Fine, I get it,” she grumbles, sulking as she goes back to the couch.
___________

Things after that were uneventful. After dinner, you retire back to your room where you bring your briefcase and start taking out papers. You start going over the documents and reviewing what’s been written, annoyed that you have to bother with this work.

Suddenly, you hear a loud shattering sound and get up, stepping outside.

You ask out loud, “What happened?” There’s no reply but the sound of running water, and you repeat, “Kaede, are you okay?”

“M-my hand slipped.” She replies. Rubbing your brow, you lean against the doorframe. And then another crack happens. She loudly hisses to herself, “Shit!”

You can’t believe someone could be so horrible at basic housework.


>Stop her and do it yourself.
>Just let her be. How many plates can she even break?
>Tell her to clean it up and you’ll do the rest.
>Write-in.

Last post for today

>>4204107
>Tell her to clean it up and you’ll help her with the rest

>>4203820
>"Wait, give me a minute to prepare."
Tell neko to behave

>>4204136
a tip : update before voting if there's a big amount of time differente between the post and the time you're voting

>>4204107
>Tell her to clean it up and you’ll help her with the rest
and check if she has any cuts on her hand

>>4204107
>Tell her to clean it up and you’ll do the rest.

>>4204107
>Tell her to clean it up and you’ll do the rest.

And as >>4204188 mentions, check for cuts.

>>420410
> it wasn't a lie, spay her yourself.

>>4204107
>>Just let her be. How many plates can she even break?

The answer is all of them. Let's do this anyway.

>>4204107
>Tell her to clean it up and you’ll do the rest.

>>4204107
>Just let her be. How many plates can she even break?
Give her the spray when she's done

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>>4200682
fuck cunny hard

>>4204188
I support this

>>4204107
>Just let her be. How many plates can she even break?

>>4204188
support

>>4204107
>Just let her be. How many plates can she even break?

>>4204455
ok

>Tell her to clean it up and you’ll help her with the rest


You find her, unwilling to listen to more of your plates get smashed. At this rate, you won’t have any left, and then what are you going to do?

“Kaede,” you say, seeing her crouched down and picking up the shards of ceramic. She nicks herself and winces, recoiling and then placing the finger in her mouth. “Don’t use your hands for that.” You leave briefly and come back with a dustpan to give her. “Just clean it up and I’ll wash the rest, got it?”

“Wait, I can do it!”

“Please just sweep up the pieces.”

You shut her down, and reluctantly, she obliges, gathering all of the bits of broken plate and putting it in the trash. When you go ahead and finish washing, you notice she actually got halfway before she started fumbling. You scrub the rest and put them away to dry, Kaede standing behind you and biting her lower lip. She watches you as you fetch something.

You say, “Give me your hand?” The catgirl extends her finger and you put on a small bandage. “There.” She doesn’t thank you, instead sulking back to the couch. Rubbing the back of your neck, you wonder why she’s gloomy. You’re the one who has to do everything apparently.

For the rest of the night, Kaede barely speaks at all. It’s something you take advantage of as you swiftly finish up on your work. You fall asleep quickly that night, exhausted.

The next morning, you’re woken up by the fire alarm.

You bolt upright, wondering what the unholy fuck is happening in your apartment. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Kaede’s futon being empty. Strange, considering you’re usually the one who gets up first. You then swing open the door and walk out to see smoke pouring from the kitchen, the catgirl running to the window and opening it.

It’s when she turns around that she notices you up, but she’s not that surprised considering the alarm is loud as all hell. Still, she freezes, unsure of what to do.

“I, um, it was... I tried to...”

You run to the kitchen to see a pan and its smoldering contents placed on the counter, the stovetop fire still going. You also made it just in time to see the poor balance of the pan and handle cause it to tip over and spill everything onto the floor. As Kaede starts fanning the smoke away from the alarm, you cover your face with your hands.

You’re so tired.


>Silently clean up the mess.
>Smack Kaede in the back of the head.
>Go for a walk. She’ll clean it up, probably.
>Berate Kaede.
>Write-in.

>German suplex kaede

>>4205726
>Silently clean up the mess.

>Muse aloud about taking in a doggirl

>>4205726
>Berate Kaede.
after what happened yesterday, you should have waited for me to wake up so I could help you in case things got wrong

>>4205757
Supporting.

>>4205726
>Consider signing her up for one of those pet-training academies you've heard about. There are places you can go with her, so she won't be so scared, hopefully, and maybe she'll learn how to do chores properly.

>>4205783
this

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>Berate Kaede


“After what happened yesterday, you should have waited for me to wake up so I could help you in case things got wrong.”

She breathes in sharply, her body tense. The alarm finally stops, and she’s almost completely still, unsure what to do or to say. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, she says, “...I thought... I could make it easier for you...” And then almost silently, she tells you, “Sorry.”

Rubbing your forehead, you try to consider what to do next. You didn’t want to wake up to this. What an awful way to start off the day.

Maybe you could pay for a trainer or something, but do you really have money for that? You’re sure there are places dedicated for this sort of thing, and in your current state, you’re genuinely considering it. You mentally jot it down for later.

And then, the doorbell rings.

You hold your breath as you open up. Thankfully, it isn’t Chiya, but Rina. Her hair’s all messed up and she’s in her pajamas, but she’s at your door looking worriedly in. She asks, “Is everything alright? The alarm stopped so you must have got it under control, but...”

You don’t even know how to reply to that. Well, you do, but you don’t know what you want to tell her. “Mornings, huh?”

She puts on a smile for you. “Well... Do you need any help?” She then becomes conscious of her current state and tries to smooth out her hair.


>”Please.”
>”I’d be lying if I said I didn’t, but just a bit. I don’t want to take up your morning.”
>”I’ll manage somehow, so don’t worry about me.”
>Write-in.

>>4205796
>>Write-in.

"I'm not in the mood. Please come back later."
Then promptly shut the door in her face.

>>4205796
>”I’d be lying if I said I didn’t, but just a bit. I don’t want to take up your morning.”
>Thank Kaede for trying, even if she didn't succeed. While she needs to know not to do things unsupervised yet, the spirit of her gesture is appreciated.

>>4205801
Support.

>>4205801
same

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>Write-in


“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t, but just a bit. I don’t want to take up your morning.”

“What do you mean? If I didn’t want that, then I wouldn’t have offered, now would I?” she replies, softly laughing. “Okay, then! Let me see the damage.”

After she steps in, you close the door behind her. She coughs and waves away some of the smoke. You tell her, “I can-“

“I’ll clean things up here, so you go worry about making breakfast!”

You smile. “Thanks, Rina. Did you eat yet?”

“Yup!” she replies. You thought it was a rhetorical question but apparently not. Strange, but if she doesn’t want to stay for breakfast than you can’t really make her.

While you prepare to cook, Rina- and Kaede awkwardly enough- fully airs out the apartment. They both get rid of the spilled burnt breakfast and the former scrubs the pan. When Rina’s done, she happily looks over the now clean state of the place. Inexplicably enough, she was cheery the entire time. Her brain’s wired differently, you guess.

Before you’re even done cooking, Rina makes her exit. “I would’ve made you two breakfast if you asked, but I guess since you don’t want me here, I’ll get out of your hair,” she jokingly says.

“Hey! Come on, I didn’t mean it like that.”

She sticks out her tongue before telling you, “Then make it up for me sometime.”

“Fine, fine,” you reply as she leaves. Small cost, you suppose.

You finish and plate up, suddenly feeling that you really should go out and buy some more. As you sit down and eat, the catgirl picks at her meal.

Finally, you tell her, “Thanks for trying, Kaede.”

“...”

“I really appreciate it, but you shouldn’t do things unsupervised yet. Maybe when you’re better, okay?”

She mumbles, “Even then...”

“We all have to start somewhere, right? Hey, cheer up.”

“...”

The rest of breakfast goes without another word. Only the TV playing in the background fills the silence. This time, you don’t even ask her to help you out with washing the dishes. You honestly can’t afford losing anymore dishes.

In the middle of it, however, someone rings your doorbell.

This time, you know exactly who it is. You open it to find Chiya, arms crossed as usual.

She doesn’t say anything, waiting for you.

“...Good morning.”

“Good morning.”

Still waiting.


>Close the door on her.
>” What seems to be the problem?”
>”I left something in the stove, alright? My bad.”
>”I have it under control.”
>Write-in.

>>4205869
>"I'm sorry, I left something on the stove longer than I thought. I didn't get enough sleep last night."
The best lies are mixed with truth.

>>4205869
>”I have it under control.”

>>4205890
Support.

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>Write-in


"I'm sorry, I left something on the stove longer than I thought. I didn't get enough sleep last night."

Chiya brings a hand to her chin. She studies you for a hot second before relaxing. “If you burn your apartment down, I’ll make sure you’ll owe me everything you ever had!” Then, in a much softer voice, she tells you, “It’s good you didn’t hurt yourself.”

“Aw, are you worried about me?”

“If you die, I’ll have to find another reliable tenant. Don’t work yourself to the bone.”

“Don’t you worry, I’ll easily outlive you given your age.”

“You...!” Chiya goes in for the shin strike but you step back just in time as you close the door. There’s a thud as she misses. “I have a copy of your keys, you brat!”

“You wouldn’t dare!”

“I’ll let it slide this time, got it?!”

You hear her leave, and only when she’s gone do you sigh. At the very least, she didn’t barge in today.

Kaede, who was watching from the living room, walks off to sit on the couch without any comment.

And then, finally. After six whole days, you get to do nothing. Going back to your desk, you sit down and then abruptly took a nap. And afterwards, to your surprise, you actually got the time to start playing a game you wanted to get into ages ago. That said, you didn’t get too far into it.

Lunch and dinner pass by without a hitch, although Kaede was silent the entire time. She didn’t injure herself again, but mostly because you’ve been keeping an eye on her. You’d like to say she improved, but you did give her tasks that were almost impossible to mess up.

You thought about doing something to cheer her up, but the morning had you drained. Next week, you planned.

You also looked up a bunch of learning services. You’re not sure how effective they’d be, but they’re certainly costly. Just barely you can squeeze it into the budget, and speaking of budget, you need new plates. So many things happening, and there’s so little time.
____

At night, you climb into bed and pull your sheets over. On the futon beside the bed, Kaede has her back facing you, curled up. Tomorrow, you think. Or the day after. Or the weekend after.
___________

Your eyes close by themselves, heavy as ever. You drift off, dreaming about living a slow life in the countryside.
___________________________

>>4206015

And then you wake up. You feel a weight on you. The weight of a person, in fact, straddling your hips. You open your eyes to find Kaede on top, her hands on your chest and an unreadable expression on her face.

You mutter, “What are you doing?”

“You didn’t have to cover for me,” she tells you. “I know. I get it. I’m not smart or talented. I keep on doing and saying stupid things.”

“Hey...”

“I can’t do anything, but I’m not blind.” There’s a hitch in her breathing. “Everyone you know that I met instantly hates me. I know part of you hates me too. I’m nothing but a burden.”

“Don’t say that, Rina doesn’t-“

“And I hate it when you look at me like that. With pity. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do when you do that,” she says underneath her breath. There’s a pause. “And you said you’ll stop cooking for me if I don’t pull my own weight, so...”

Without intending to, you hold your breath. You don’t know what to say, much less how to look at her. Like a black box, all of your words and actions along with hers are thrown in to be jumbled up. Not a single thing comes out the way intended, all stumbling little disasters as both of you blunder to a single conclusion.

With one hand, Kaede begins to undo her top.

“This is the only way I know how,” she tells you.


>Let it happen.
>Stop her.
>Write-in.


Last post for today and only one update tomorrow

>>4206016
>Stop her.
>"Look, what I said was to get you to stop lazing around doing nothing. I'm not going to throw you out on the streets as long as you're *trying* to do better."
>"And can you try to talk to me more? I can't tell what you're thinking most of the time, it makes it difficult to communicate with you."

>>4206016
>Let it happen.
"I'll help you and you can do more things than you can even imagine"

>>4206048
This. There needs to be a lot more talking, I mean come on we just sat around and played video games when we could've been bonding with our catgirl.

>>4206048
Supporting.

>>4206083
I don't think that's bad, honestly—our dude needed some time to relax, having a work week and then having to deal with the catgirl's shenanigans. But I think your general point is solid, and we do need more communication.

>>4206048
supporting

>>4206016
This is anime. And thus, we must have the appropriate anime cliché.

>Stop her.
With a light but firm karate chop on the head. Then we do
>>4206048

>>4206048
Suppin'

>>4206048
This one

>>4206016
>Let it happen