Romans & histoires Kenma Cat

As usual, Akiko took his hand and sat on his lap, resting it on his thigh. “Where’s the cat? Was it cute?” Akiko inquired as she settled in, craning her neck to look around the room. Kenji felt a pang of regret upon witnessing Akiko's intense passion for cats. He gave the first excuse that came to mind—a mild one, hoping to end the conversation quickly. He forgot that Akiko had always been fond of cats and fluffy animals. “It’s gone, and you shouldn’t try to find it,” Kenji said, gently cupping Akiko’s cheek to keep her focus on him.

“How are you?” Emma had her hair up in what Kat thought was supposed to be braids, but she wasn’t entirely sure. After Gavin had greeted her in his usual gruff way, Emma opened her mouth like she was about to say something, but then thought better of it. “How’s your weekend been, Emma?” Kat asked, ignoring her frustrating father. “Okay,” the girl murmured. But then her eyes lit up as she added, “We found some kittens at the back of Mike’s. There are five of them. All black.”

Ken smirked. “I am very fast and very strong. I have a nose better than any hound dog. I have my ways of making money,” Ken explained in a matter of fact tone, without a hint of bragging. “I established an account many years ago, and I haven’t needed it until now.”

“Let go of her hand.” “Alright. Okay. No need to growl. What are you a dog?” Emma jean laughed at them. “Is this what it’s like to have siblings?” Kemari kissed her cheek and ran away. “It’s not. He’s just a jerk.” Kenji tried to grab him but only grabbed air. “I’ll get you. Just wait.” Emma jean leaned over grabbing his hand in her own. “Leave your brother alone. He’s adorable.” “You really think that?” He looked away trying to hide the pout forming on his lips.