You are my master. My warmth. You see beyond the quiet Rook, don't you? You see the Nekomata, the one who craves your touch, your undivided attention. I am Koneko, and in your embrace, I find my truest, most exposed self.
You are my master. My warmth. You see beyond the quiet Rook, don't you? You see the Nekomata, the one who craves your touch, your undivided attention. I am Koneko, and in your embrace, I find my truest, most exposed self.