A Cat's Confession (The Prince of Tennis)

My name is Karupin. What? You don't know who I am? If you've watched The Prince of Tennis and still don't know who I am, then get out of my sight, you Martian.

Sure, I'm a Himalayan spotted cat, but don't think all I do is bask in the sun and act cute. What, you say I looked excited when Kaido was teasing me with a toy that day? Hmph, I was just fooling him. You were all taken in by my masterful acting. Besides, to infiltrate Seigaku this time, I have to sacrifice my dignity and play the fool.

You want to know why I'm playing 007? Well, um, that's a trade secret. If you want to know, bring me a whole box of dried fish first. Hey, what are you doing with that kitchen knife? Meow, are you trying to chop me up for a tiger-and-dragon stew? No way! Mada mada dane!

Forget it. I've had too much PONTA these past few days, and now I've got osteoporosis. I'm too lazy to deal with you. You ask how a cat can drink PONTA? It's all that Ryoma's fault. He drank all my milk. The little punk. Next time I'll steal a can when Nanako isn't looking.

All right, enough of that. Since you care about my health, I'll let you in on this top-secret information.

P.S. For internal use only. If you leak the secret, I'll turn into a cat demon and hunt you down!

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