my cat

?one

With a loud cry, my second cat was born.

"It hurts to death."

I let out a deep breath and just felt like I had escaped from the sky.

"He's a son, let's call him Ilmi."

Shiba put the swaddle beside me, raised her hand to gently brush my sweaty hair, and wiped the sweat from my forehead.

"I said it was a son, but if you don't believe me, I should say it's a daughter."

I proudly looked sideways at my newborn kitten, and then couldn't help showing a disgusted expression.

"It's ugly, like you."

"...Newborn babies are like this."

"But he's really ugly. Are you sure you're right? Is there another life in the butler's family?"

"...Kiju."

Helpless tone.

"Well, when I didn't say it."

two

"Il fans~ come~ Be good~ come to mom~"

I clapped my hands non-stop at the black-haired kitten standing upright on a chair one meter in front of me.

Irmi, who has been 9 months old, can't see the shadow of the red clown monkey when he was just born. The whole thing is white and soft, like glutinous rice balls, with big black cat eyes and long eyelashes, cute and cute. , that's... uh, I don't care much about people...

"Hey~ I can't walk here and I don't have any milk to eat."

I pursed my lips and thought about it, then tried to shake the bottle in my hand.

The next moment, the little guy's gaze was attracted, and then he let go of the chair hesitantly under my expectant gaze, and staggered out of his first step in life.

"Great! Kiss~"

I stepped forward to catch him and pasted him.

Irmi, who has been shamelessly teased by me, touched my lips obediently with her tender pink mouth, a faint milky fragrance, moist|wet and soft... _(:з」∠)_blood groove Empty...

Thinking that there will be at least four of these soft cuties in the future, I can't wait to give birth to them all at once!

Cough cough, forget it, take it step by step, it's good to have cute things to accompany you all the time.

I hugged the black soft and cute kitten, thinking hopefully.

three

"Mother."

The two-and-a-half-year-old Yi Ermi tucked at the corner of my clothes obediently.

"Ok?"

I lowered my head and stroked the soft hair of the black-haired kitten.

"I'm a boy, right?"

With beautiful cat eyes blinking, Yi Ermi asked softly.

"Yes what's the matter?"

"But why is it that I am the only boy who wears skirts, and Jira and Yuka don't wear them?"

The kitten tugged at the tutu skirt on her body.

"Because some people say that Il fans should be raised as a girl until they are 12 years old, so that they can grow up safely."

I put down the coffee in my hand, turned my head to think for a while, and answered calmly.

"really?"

The kitten looked puzzled.

"of course."

No.

Son, you are still young.

"Hey, does Elmi love her mother?"

I asked with a smile.

"……Um."

The black-haired kitten paused and nodded seriously.

"Kiss~"

I leaned forward.

Yi Ermi looked up hesitantly, and lightly touched my lips.

ヾ(≧O≦)〃Aw~ so sweet!It's really refreshing to brush cats every day!

four

"Mom, I'm back."

The five-year-old Yiermi can already skillfully change the cat's claws to do some simple tasks, but this time the target is obviously a little tricky, and his right leg is seriously injured.

"Come back? Come, I'll give you medicine."

I frowned and took out the medicine kit from the bedside table.

The black-haired kitten came over obediently, and lifted up his trouser legs, revealing the hideous wound.

"How did it hurt?"

I asked while rubbing alcohol on the wound.

"...a girl, I was negligent, sorry."

Il said in a low voice.

"It's okay to eat a pit and gain a wisdom, just pay attention next time."

I stroked his soft black hair and comforted him softly.

Beating up the eldest son of the enemy's Hakka family is not an easy task. Xiba and his father-in-law have high hopes for Yiermi. Born in this family, he is destined to be extraordinary.

Of course, how can Xiba and I's children be things in the pool.

Wrapping the bandage skillfully and fixing the fracture, I touched Ilmi's cheek with baby fat.

"My Il fans have always been great, don't put pressure on yourself."

The annoying white faces are sung by those two big cats, and I am only responsible for the gentle and kind red faces <(~︶~)>.

"Ah."

The kitten lowered its head and gently rubbed against my palm, its smooth and soft hair was cold.

...Son, you are really a cutie of mother!

"Hey, come back this time, did you bring a gift for mom?"

I tried my best to suppress my urge to scream, and quickly changed the subject.

"Have."

The kitten nodded, and took out a bottle of undamaged nail polish from the left side pocket of his clothes.

"This is MHY's new limited edition? It's so good, I didn't even grab it! Thank you Il fans, my mother likes it very much."

I happily accepted the gift and kissed the kitten on the cheek—since last year, he stopped accepting the once pure mother-child interaction, and the benefits were halved, which made me sad.

The black-haired kitten is about to grow up, and it seems that it is time to have another one.

While helping Yi Ermi straighten the corners of her clothes, I thought lightly.

Cough, in fact, baby fat is still very good to the touch, aftertaste...

五

"Mother."

The seven-year-old black-haired kitten looked at my big belly in awe. This expression is really rare for a boy who is already proficient in business.

"what happened?"

I put down the book and looked up to ask.

"...When will I no longer need to wear skirts?" Yi Ermi paused, and looked down at the fluffy skirt. He already knew that the statement that women must wear women's clothing before the age of 12 was false, but he Still seriously looking for other reasons, "Wearing this will be inconvenient when doing tasks."

"Hmm..." I stroked my stomach, beckoned the kitten to come forward, and pinched his still-textured cheeks, "Then wait until your brother can wear a skirt."

"Oh," Yiermi, who refused to kiss her cheek this year, obediently accepted the raging on her face, and nodded with an expression on her face, "Mom, please pay attention to your body, I'm going to train, I'm leaving first."

"Go."

I waved my hand and picked up the book at hand again.

It has been seven years, and I have also thoroughly felt the temperament of this kitten.

Ilmi is a cute kitten on the outside, with a strong desire for control and a paranoid personality. Fortunately, she is still very respectful and obedient to her parents and elders, so I say... my future eldest daughter-in-law, godfather, my son I will leave it to you to bear with the little shortcomings. ?