My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, as I Expected

"Have you seen the Calico Cat I was raising?"

The Class Representative shook his head, then said lightly,

"It seems my cat ran away too."

I couldn't understand it. Even if they were stray cats, why could he stay so calm when his own cat had disappeared?

"Though it's regrettable... well, cats are just that kind of creature."

That was what the Class Representative said.

I still remembered those words.

I rescued it from a drain, fed it every day, showered it with affection, and yet it vanished without any warning.

Was that only natural for a cat?

Were cats just that kind of creature?

Whenever I thought about it, I felt betrayed. I couldn't accept it, and I was terribly sad...

So I gave up looking for the cat.

After that, I tried my best not to think about that kitten. I never ran into the girl with the braids again, and my daily life returned to how it had been before I met that kitten.

"...Yeah, that was probably it."

Yuihama concluded with those words.

"It doesn't really count as an aftermath, but afterward I learned something about cats. I think you probably know this too, but cats seem to disappear when they're close to dying... If that cat hid because it didn't want me to see it looking weak, that feels so sad."

She was visibly dejected, and Yukino gently comforted her.

"...The cat you raised must have been very happy."

"Yukino... thank you."

The two of them gazed at each other tenderly.

I couldn't say a word. The story Yuihama had told kept spinning through my mind.

Yuihama stood up.

"Perfect timing. Let's go to the Cat Cafe."

Yukino and I agreed, then left the clubroom.

It was beginning to get dark.

As we passed through