Case 300: Something special about these people.

Case 300: Something special about these people.

Throughout history, humanity has stumbled upon many mysteries.

If the universe was created from the Big Bang, then what was it before that? How did the ancient Egyptians build the pyramids without modern machinery and tools? Do aliens truly exist?

None of those have been concretely answered yet, just like how no one can explain why orange cats are so... unique.

Living through—I mean, living right until the era of internet cats, I have seen my fair share of those orange organisms. Most of these creatures are living without an active brain cell in their heads, but those with brain cells tend to behave like they're halfway to getting an aneurysm but instead being vehemently attracted to their feet or their tails at the same time.

Anyway, my point is—orange cats are special.

I know that because I have one. Her name is Anastasia, or Anna. She is, at many levels, a strange person.

Okay, as her soon-to-be wife, here's what I know about Anna. Firstly, she is demonically adorable, possessing the charms of a pretty girl and a cat at the same time. Secondly, she's too sweet for this realm. Thirdly, she is a goddamn pervert—the kind of ruthless, out-of-pocket pervert that would really come off as unexpected sometimes.

Oh, the angry kitten mode of hers is a bonus, too.

But regardless of what mode she is in, she can make someone's thoughts stop within a heartbeat.

''...Excuse me?''

Like what's happening with Hanako right now.

She stares a hole through Anna's blushing face with confusion, trying to process each and every word the cat-girl-king has said.

''So you... want to watch us... have sex...?''

That's the same line Anna said, idiot Hanako.

''Y-Yes.''

''But... why??''

''I like it?''

It's even funnier in this context because this version of Anna is a royal, meaning she uses none of the usual honorifics and tends to speak more arrogantly. She's a lot bolder here, too.

Now, the hilariousness is one thing, but whether Hanako accepts that favor or not is unclear to me. I say that not because I don't understand myself but because Hanako herself is on the fence.

Common sense says no, the slut goddess Sylvia says yes, and why is Hanako even considering this in the first place?

This feels like a fever dream—this whole thing.

''Er... um... do you maybe feel aroused when seeing other people do the deed...?'' Hanako cautiously asks. ''If not, then why us...''

On the other side, Anna's gaze turns to the ceiling, and her cat ears throw a playful twitch, ''It's just you guys, I think. No, it's just you.''

''M-Me? What's special about me?''

''Hm...''

The cat girl ponders with unexpected seriousness, purring idly around the place. Then, her eyebrows furrow, and her little nose scrunched up, looking as if she has given up on thinking.

''I dunno. You seem so obedient and... I like your expressions when the prime minister bullies you—ah.''



Yes...?

No, seriously, that's the first line Tina utters after pulling the dummy to a quiet corner. The absurdity of the situation is enough to leave me, a somewhat crazy head myself, stunned.

Meanwhile, the culprit is still staring at Hanako with expectant eyes, hiding a faint grin behind the fan she holds.

''N-No, um... can you let me think for a moment?''

''There's no need for further thoughts, Miss.''

''What do you mean...?''

Step by step, the red-haired beauty corners Hanako against the wall, and when she's a whopping head taller than her, it can seem intimidating.

Hanako swallows a dry gulp.

''You see, I happen to know my wife's innermost desires,'' Tina whispers.

''Ah, so Her Majesty's...''

''That's right. I know she is a terrible pervert who is into voyeurism. She doesn't make a decent effort to hide it either, so you will hear this eventually, but... she used to ask me to bed other women.''

''...And then she would watch?''

''You got it. But there's something deeper.''

From below, Tina's slender hand creeps up Hanako's arm, eventually landing on her shoulder. Then, despite the girl's apparent shudder, she swipes her index finger along the neck's contour, ending it with a gentle lift of the chin.

''Before all of that, she would spare no effort to court the other women, making sure they're wholly hers before... letting me completely steal them away.''

Just as Tina exhales a hot puff after the confession, Hanako's breathing also becomes unstable.

''T-That's... impressive.'' She mutters.

Seeing such a cute reaction, Tina lets out a chuckle. ''You put it nicely, but she's just a masochist. Well... as you can guess, this is why I'm asking you this favor.''

''Oh...''

''And please don't spare me any pity. It wouldn't be right.''

In the darker space, Tina's fiery orange eyes seem almost shining, exaggerating her already unnerving aura. Using her hand, which is still making contact with Hanako's face, she pulls her closer.

''After all, I, like a pervert, also enjoy stealing people's things—♥''

''...!''

Oh, damn...

Nowadays, in the real world, Tina has become quite tame, but this brings me back to the first few months that I started dating her. It's so... goddamn exciting like this, I swear.

Sometimes, I wonder—is this some kind of blessing?

Because I think I'm being surrounded by some very special people, past or current life.