My head hurts... Ogura Asahi bit down on the side of his lower lip with his pearly teeth, making a mingled sound of moisture and air.
After sighing a few times, he took out a piece of gum and chewed it to relieve the pressure.
Pfft~ He rested his chin on the back of his hand and blew a bubble.
Well~ looking on the bright side, at least the amount they were losing every week was going down, wasn't it?
That was progress!
"Right, Angel?" He grabbed the White Tiger, which had already gotten rather heavy, and vigorously kneaded and rubbed it all over.
"Grrrrrrrr~~~~"
Hah~ petting cat fur during work really was relaxing~~
Who said feline animals didn't count as cats?
"Roar~" The little tiger, which was nearly ten pounds now, opened its mouth and gently held his finger with its genuine tiger fangs, pretending it wanted to bite.
In order to deepen his bond with the little animals in the mansion, he occasionally went over to train with them—which terrified them.
When he went out, if it wasn't for a date with a girl, he would bring one or two of them along as well.
Today, the White Lion and Snow Leopard had both been borrowed by Okura Rina and the others, while the Silver Fox Dog and Afghan Hound were temporarily staying with his parents.
Pets were forbidden in the apartment, so Ashiri hadn't brought hers upstairs either—every day, she left that Samoyed at the cat café in the Underground Street. One more wouldn't make a difference anyway.
Even though no one would have said anything if she had brought it upstairs, she and Rumin were usually the rule-abiding sort and wouldn't seek special privileges for themselves—unlike a scheming older brother like him.
Okura Rumin had temporarily