Novel & Cerita Bakugou As A Cat

Kat snorted and cleared her throat after. “Didn't know when I became a celebrity.” “You'd have women drooling over you if you were Gojo Satoru.” Kat joked, sitting more comfortably. “Gojo Satoru? I think they'd be on their knees if I were Choso or Toji.” “You dream too much. You even have silver hair like Gojo so… it fits.”

He simply stood up, his hackles rising slightly, and let out a low, protective "woof." ​The cat sat perched on the edge of the stone fountain, staring down at the "pack" with cool indifference. ​"Aegis, stay," Lorenzo commanded, but his voice lacked its usual steel. He was fascinated. "Mamma, look! A miniature tiger!" ​Aegis wasn't fascinated. He moved between the fountain and the play mat, his body a solid barrier between the unknown creature and the baby. He wasn't being a "sensor"; he was being a big brother with fur.

I am not a big Chinese food fan but I love egg rolls. I am walking from my last class to find Indigo when I hear something. I walk towards a bush to find a tiny kitten lying there. It looks injured. I squat down, keeping my back straight. I may not be able to bend over without frying, but I have figured out that if I squat and keep my back straight, it isn’t so bad. I pick up the little thing, which starts purring. It’s tiny, thin, and dirty, but it's nothing a good meal and bath won’t fix. The kitten starts rubbing its head against my cheek which would be adorable if he wasn't filthy.

He snickered, "Well, I used to always have these kind of wounds. I am a delinquent after all." I look at his pretty cat-like eyes and said, "Pretty." Kou chuckled as he continued gently treating my scars, "While everyone's trembling at the sight of my eyes, you have the audacity to call me pretty? You're a weirdo, Megumi. I'm a bag guy, you know?" "They're just scared because they don't know you like I do." I continued, "I mean... if you were really a bad guy, you wouldn't have saved me. And just how many times have you save me now?"