You Say I'm Carrying a Kitten?

Roguish, goofy, troublemaking bossy bottom VS a devoted, possessive, loyal Maine Coon top

Qi Sinian was a powerful figure in an underworld organization. In his mind, someone as sinful as he was could only end up in hell after death.

But when he opened his eyes again, there was no sea of flames or mountain of knives. Instead, he saw a spotless white ceiling and a Maine Coon nurse with cat ears. This was the Beastfolk Heavenly Hospital, and Qi Sinian had become the only human in the Beastfolk Heaven.

The nurse responsible for his care, Ling, was a black-furred Maine Coon beastfolk over 1.9 meters tall. Cool, meticulous, and even a little obsessive, he nonetheless kept watch by Qi Sinian's bedside every night, his gaze almost pleading and full of sorrow.

“So the residents here even get their houses assigned? That's pretty nice. It's heaven, after all. Much better than the places humans live.”

“...”

“So, should I go back to my own place after this? Where's my house? Where do I pick up the key?”

“You're getting ahead of yourself. You're not a resident here, so you don't have a house.”

“I... I don't have a house?”

After his discharge, Qi Sinian had nowhere to go, so Ling took him home, and their life together began...

----- Funny Slice-of-Life Snippet -----

Neighborhood Office:

Ling pointed at Qi Sinian and said, “He insisted on coming here to ask whether he could register as a resident and get a house.”

“Oh, I see. Sorry, humans don't have the right to live here, so you can't get a house either.”

“So I'm really an undocumented resident now? Then... can I work?”

“You can't work either.”

Well, then. Guess I'll go home and live off my man!

*Content warning: This story includes interspecies romance and pregnancy. Please read at your own discretion.

End of section. Below is a serialized comedy about a cat, in the same vein.

Title: Is the Prince a Cat? [Book Transmigration]

Yuchi Xiu transmigrated into a historical political intrigue novel and became a powerless, cannon-fodder advisor in a bitterly cold region of the Aorong vassal state, part of the Great Yan Dynasty.

His immediate superior was an NPC from the original story: the legendary Aorong King, Tuoba Lin, said to be able to tear apart demon beasts with his bare hands and utterly merciless.

Forced into his new position, Yuchi Xiu trembled in fear every day under the Aorong King's murderous aura.

Until one day, he casually grumbled to a black cat: “If only the prince were a cat. Then working for him wouldn't be so miserable.”

The next day, the terrifying Aorong King had changed.

He began staring intently at the tassel swinging from the old general's sword;

he began pouncing wildly on the shifting patches of sunlight on the study floor;

and with his handsome, icy face, he would rub himself vigorously against the hollow of Yuchi Xiu's neck...

With 23 years of experience as a devoted cat person, Yuchi Xiu was distraught. Oh no! His cursed mouth had actually turned the prince into a cat!

Overcome with guilt, Yuchi Xiu decided to take responsibility and devote himself to serving the prince as his own “cat master.”

He diligently smoothed the prince's fur and nervously trimmed his claws. To deal with black fur flying everywhere, he even stayed up all night making a “wooden lint roller.”

He thought he was making amends for his mistake, doing his duty as a lowly “scoop-the-poop servant.”

He had no idea that the Tuoba royal family of Aorong had guarded a secret for generations: they had inherited the bloodline of the ancient Nine-Lives Black Cat.

The prince hadn't been turned into a cat by some curse. He had always been a completely natural, very large black cat!

End of section. Below is a forthcoming story about an alien and an Earthling.

Title: Everyday Life as a Pet to a Higher-Dimensional Alien

Arrogant alien overlord top x helpless little Earthling pet bottom

In the interstellar age, keeping a “human” from an undeveloped planet as a pet has become the trendiest pastime. The interstellar commander suffers from depression and had always looked down on these fragile, fussy carbon-based creatures that could drop dead at any moment. That is, until a friend forced a scrawny Earthling male on him for pet therapy.

At first, he found this pet impossibly demanding and not very bright.

Not only did it refuse to read the early-learning books he'd kindly bought, it also threw all the expensive toys he gave it into the water. But as a “generous and patient” owner, he magnanimously put up with his pet's stupidity.

He built a miniature indoor ecosystem with an artificial sun for the human; bought it expensive miniature furniture and clothes; and, when he noticed the pet was suffering from pent-up urges, considerately strapped the little thing to a frame and personally helped it “relieve” its intense reproductive needs.

He thought that under his attentive care, the little thing had been completely domesticated and had even learned to be grateful. Until one day, the “illiterate” little pet, which wouldn't even glance at a book, secretly made a spear out of stones and branches and aimed it at him, eyes red and teeth clenched.

Alien Overlord (overjoyed): “Oh my, it made a toy to play with me all by itself! So cute. It deserves a kiss!”

Disarmed human who was kissed against his will (dead inside): “...Just destroy this place already, you pervert who can't understand a word I say.”

Much later, when pet experts across the galaxy sent out red alerts, declaring that this human's aggression and mental state had become extremely dangerous, the lofty former commander still firmly believed they were simply jealous that he had such a lively, adorable Earthling who could make its own toys.

Theme: Every life deserves to be treated with kindness.