The Last Boss Witch Will Keep Her Past Self's Crush Until Her Dying Day

On the way home from the journey, a golden kitten rolled out of the wooden cave. Though the fluffy hair has leaves and mud on it and is quite thin and dirty, the face that tilts its neck properly is delicious and adorable.

I was just talking about trying to have a cat last night, and you feel fateful.

"What do we do? Ville."

"What do you... do you really want to keep it?

Ville looked around confused. Well, your parent cat might pick you up. That wouldn't be convenient... I thought the kitten fluttered a few steps and fell apart. I'm turning my eyes.

"This guy is galloping..."

Ville asks for help from Grace and me. I had long hair and couldn't tell my shape, but when I touched it, it barely had meat on it. It doesn't seem to be on much bait. I wonder if the cow's warcraft ran out of strength.

It's too lame to leave it like this, isn't it? Let me temporarily protect you, though it's bad for your parent cat.

That's how me and Ville took a kitten back to Kruge.

I went back to the mansion to find out, and the kitten had a nucleus and a traumatic brain. It's like a Bobcat warcraft living in an alpine mountain west of Kruge, although Bubba also looked at it. I don't know why this kid was in the lowland woods, though he should have been raised hidden in a rugged rock. It won't be a glimmer to put the family back together, either way, whether it's detached or abandoned.

He lays a cushion and blanket in a cage to make a bed and put the kitten to sleep. I felt a gaze on my back as I looked at my healthy sleeping face as I stroked my hair from time to time.

"Ville... are you done dismantling the meat?

"Ah, oh. They say the chorals will age."

"Yes, we can have a BBQ contest."

Bill with a face that doesn't float in the words you're usually supposed to be in the mood for. He is gazing at the kitten slightly. A lot of emotions look clear to me. It's as easy to understand as ever.

"You want to touch this girl? Or... I don't think so, but are you jealous?

"Ugh, no, that's why..."

Ville missed her face at first sight.

Of course you have a desire to love kittens. I also feel like keeping it. I can't help but feel pathetic about my skinny figure.

But he's anxious that if he starts having kittens, I'll be so obsessed with cuteness that he won't be able to care for himself.

I wonder why Ville is like a freshly frightened first-hand pet. I have nothing to be anxious about. Well, you seem to be close to Unica lately, and maybe you've felt sorry for her.

"Hehe, it's okay. Ville is the best squire and beloved lover for me...... it's special. Don't worry weird, be honest with him."

Smiling to relieve anxiety, Ville covered her face with her hands. I'm not going to get tired of it because it returns fresh reactions all the time.

"Oh, I know."

After taking a deep breath and rebuilding, Ville peeked into the kitten and gently stroked her head with her fingers.

"If this kid woke up and didn't hate me, I think I'd like to try to keep him, okay?

"Oh, but there's nothing you can do to scorn Unica."

"You wouldn't, would you? Unica is so cute in Unica."

Often as the two of us watched, the kitten opened her eyes, leaking her voice to Funya. Mysterious golden eyes like the moon reflect us.

A kitten that trembles and then dives into a blanket. Uh-huh. I can hear you roaring. I kind of look worried with my head, but is it my fault?

A week went by and the kitten recovered a lot. The footprint has become firm, and the milk porridge with the nutrients can now be flattened with pepper. The golden wool that I had bathed in glowed and became even more fluffy.

I don't know because this is the first time I've had a cat, but I think she's a little unusual.

Stuck in small steps, rolled over, flipped over trying to hold the plate on your front leg, pretty dull - no, I have tea eyes. I have the wit to remember to wait and sit down without difficulty, I was jumping in and neat from myself for the bath I thought I would hate, and my hands don't take much.

It's about time I let you out of the house and meet other people. Every time the Apprenticeship Witches face to face, "I want to see my cat soon," they tease me. I hope they don't screw it up.

"Come."

As Ville hugs her and scratches the back of her ear, the kitten squeaks her throat and cheeks. Sounds like you miss it a lot.

Ville also adores the first-day worries but the sight-class kitten as if it were a lie.

"We have to decide on a name. Do you have a candidate?

"... shouldn't Ville decide?

I sit on the couch away from one person and one, hugging the cushion. I don't have a heart or a voice, but I can't help it. It's not funny.

"Sonia...... maybe you're jealous? You don't have to worry about me."

"No, I'm not. Simply because he seems to love Ville, I think he'd be more than happy to have Ville decide."

Kitten didn't miss me. When I try to stroke or hug, I run away and hide behind the ville. That piece of shit. Sometimes he stares at me from behind and makes his eyes nod. I think I'm on guard.

I wonder what I shouldn't do. Even though the smell of beauty liquid has improved, and I haven't done anything intimidating. If you're afraid of too much magic, there's nothing more you can do. I was only nostalgic for Unica and other warcraft kept in the Kruge, which hurt my feelings in addition to the frightened attitude of the kitten.

I'm not jealous, but I feel alienated when I see Ville and the kitten twitching together.

... I guess it's just better not to be intimidated or caught. But if I normally miss the apprentice witches, I'm going to be toddled.

Ville looked at the kitten after a lot of drooling. Kittens are as small as they are in trouble with kittens.

"I'm sure Sonia... you know, because she's too cute... isn't she lit up? I think that's how old you are. He's a male."

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"Sonia, please. Say something."

I felt a little better when I indulged in a ville that was too cute in the light.

Right. I was a wild bobcat. It's weirder to miss it easily. Let's just think I miss Ville special.

Fine. Even Ville was tuned at first, something that I had a hard time nostalgic for. There's nothing frightening about that. I'll do everything I can to make you dele. Determine to start growing matatabi at the beginning.

I stand up and peek into the kitten in Ville's arms. She stiffens herself while moving her mustache.

"Is this kid's name, Bill, thinking of anything?

"No, I'm not sure about that kind of taste, and I want Sonia to decide"

Because the master of this house is Sonia, and naturally, Ville renounced the right to name. I hang out with kittens often.

Golden fur and eyes. It's glittering and it's going to melt in the light if you take your eyes off it. Sometimes you have a distant eye as if you know everything, even though you are innocent and young looking. You really are a strange cat.

"- Kohak."

When I muttered intuitively, the kitten stood her ears up. The name that pronounced Amber in the Japanese style of previous life. Be a word that doesn't make sense in this world. I'm not sure myself how this name came out of my mouth.

Ville shrugged several times and narrowed her eyes.

"It sounds unusual, but I think it's a good name. Good for you, Kohak."

As I stroked my neck in the guise of a casual breeze, the kitten was stroked very manly, even as she stretched her body all the way. Nature and cheeks break on the smooth touch.

"Hehe, Kohaku. Nice to meet you."

Kohak rang short as if to reply.