The Yokohama Kitty Wants a New Servant Again Today

[A lot has happened over the past few years, and my outlook has changed. Looking back, I realized the story already had bugs, and forcing myself to continue wouldn't be right. I've applied to remove it from paid access. If you've come across it, please don't buy it anymore. Once it's free again in three months, I'll post the outline so you can see roughly how it ends. Thank you for being with me these past two years.]

Yasaka Yao was kicked down to the lower realm to find believers. The moment it stepped out with its little feet, it began a wonderful life of being pampered.

Its beautiful little servant worked diligently to support it, working so hard he even stopped growing taller.

Moved by his hard work, Yasaka Yao had a rare burst of conscience and found food for its servant.

And yet...

The first time, its servant turned pale and threw the mouse away.

The second time, he bizarrely gave the "mouse" to a bald pervert of a boss wearing a Lolita dress.

The third time, the servant sang in an operatic voice and completely ruined the new flavor, "charcoal-grilled octopus."

Furious, Yasaka Yao ran away from home again. It couldn't live like this!

The powerful, handsome Port Mafia executive had been troubled lately.

It was one thing that the cat he'd picked up was spoiled and always causing trouble. He could afford to raise it and cover for it. But he didn't know what bad habit this cat had picked up from humans lately. It was picking up garbage every day.

The first time, he stared in disbelief at the dead mouse on his pillow.

The second time, his hands shook as he looked at a member of the Rats in the House of the Dead, tied up and dumped in his home.

The third time, the Old One he'd fought so hard to defeat suddenly appeared on his dinner plate.

The cat he'd scolded just turned around and walked off, without the slightest concern for its owner's feelings.

Chuuya was so frustrated that even a boy who looked suspiciously like his cat couldn't cheer him up.

Then the boy threw himself at him and called sweetly, "Servant, you finally came to find me?"

His boss and the people across from him fell silent together, their expressions a mix of dawning realization and shock.

His traitorous former colleague covered his mouth theatrically. "Chuuya, I had no idea you were that kind of person!"

The Gravity Manipulator, who could complete any mission no matter how dangerous, took a deep breath.

World, just end already!

[Actually, this might be a comedic, career-focused story about a cat god building a Flying Cat Cult, tricking people into believing in Cthulhu, biting into rice balls and little mice, and gaining countless believers. The great archangel Chuuya agrees. Let us say: All who believe in me, meow meow meow meow!]

Theme: Believe in love and hope