Just a Cat

Ryan already expected them to stay silent and ignore him, but he couldn't just leave them alone after they just stabbed him in hand. They were not here by accident. Someone must have sent them.

Grandma…

This thought lingered in his mind for a while already. What if those two cats worked for his grandma and came here to spy on them? Clearly, they were not here to protect him after just stabbing him for touching Rose's butt.

It might have sound paranoid, but if two of his grandma's guards could disappear in the shadows, there are bound to be Vampires with the ability to turn into animals. In any case, it didn't hurt him to test it.

"Who sent you?" Ryan questioned.

Meow~

Both of them called out cutely, acting as a typical cat would.

"Was it my grandma?" Ryan continued, observing the cats for any change, but there was nothing.

The black one, Emily, approached him slowly, put her front paws on his thigh, and leaned upwards, rubbing her cheek against his own. She was shamelessly asking for cuddles in the middle of an interrogation.

Good… Those two are really good…

They planned to bullshit him till they make it, but he wouldn't let them win easily. He already had another idea in his mind.

He didn't mind Emily's actions as she was much kinder to him, but he still placed her to the side, shooting bullets while gazing at Isabella, "Let's see if you still stay silent when I tell Rose about the bad feeling I have about you. I wonder who she will believe more?"

Finally, they dropped the act.

Emily hopped onto his lap and gazed at Isabella, speaking in a sweet human voice, "Sis, we can't pretend anymore. With his cooperation, our mission will be easier."

Ha! I was right!

Ryan was so glad he wasn't crazy. His bet paid off.

"Did my grandma send you?" Ryan repeated his question. Now that he discovered the truth, he wasn't fearful anymore, patting Emily on the head.

Despite Isabella's glare, Emily accepted his rubs and nodded. "Yes, she sent us to keep an eye on you. Please don't tell Rose about us. We don't have any ill intentions. We are here to protect you."

"Then what is it?" Ryan asked while rolling his eyes and showed his hand that Isabella stabbed just earlier.

"This… My sister is very traditional… I think she doesn't like it when you treat big sis Rose like an object…" Emily explained hesitantly.

"Huh? Object? When?"

Seeing his confusion, Isabella finally spoke, clearly upset in her voice.

"What do you mean when? Didn't you just grab our Rose's butt like some slut in a bar? Unacceptable!" Isabella scolded as she approached him and showed her claws. "Not on my watch!"

"Since when did she become 'our Rose?' Also, I thought intimacy is healthy between a couple."

Isabella sharpened her gaze at his response. "This is not intimacy! You should treat her with the utmost respect. Be gentle, kind, and caring. I don't want to see any butt slapping or else—"

She stopped herself when they heard the doors to the bathroom open, and Rose entered into the room. In a blink, the two cats returned to normal.

"Did you say something? I heard some voices…" Rose muttered as she walked to the bed. She wore a childish two-piece pajama with cute little bears in the middle, not shy at all in front of him.

"You must have drunk too much. I was just playing with the cats," Ryan replied, forced to lie to cover for the two spies.

She didn't suspect anything, picking up Isabella as she climbed on the bed. "Did you have fun with Ryan? I'm glad."

Seeing Emily on his lap, Rose pointed out, "It seems like Emily likes you. Now we can have one each."

"Indeed, she is not that bad," Ryan confirmed before getting his revenge. "I prefer Emily over Isabella. She is much nicer to me."

"Ah, Isabella apologized already. She didn't mean it, right?" Rose asked while rubbing Isabella on the cheek, and she unwillingly nodded. "See, it must have been an accident."

Ryan wanted to laugh at Isabella's glare, but he kept it together.

"Get comfy in bed. I will brush my teeth and return to you," Ryan informed.

"Okay~"

Emily skipped after him as he left the room, hopping on the shelf next to the bathroom sink to be on the same height as him.

"Thank you for keeping our existence a secret. If you can, don't tell your grandma as well. She told us to observe from the shadows, but we came out so fast," Emily pleaded.

"Are you two only meant to observe and protect us, or is there some other objective?" Ryan wondered.

"Well, we are also meant to note what ability you awaken and report it to Miss Elizabeth. That's our main task," Emily replied honestly.

"I see…"

He brushed his teeth, thinking what else he could ask her when he noticed Emily stare. She was watching his every move with interest.

"What's up?" Ryan couldn't just ignore it.

"Oh, sorry, I was lost in thoughts," Emily apologized sincerely and asked, "You said that you have a bad feeling about us. You know that it's not normal?"

"Huh? It's not?" Ryan asked, dumbfounded. "I thought it's normal for Vampires,"

"It's not. Only powerful Vampires have such instincts after hundreds of years of living. You awakened not long ago, yet you already have them, which is not normal," Emily explained. "That's why I'm curious about you."

Ryan didn't overthink, guessing she was interested in his ability rather than him.

Tfu.

Ryan spat the toothpaste and cleaned his face before turning to Emily, wanting to confirm one more thing.

"You two are Vampires as well, right?"

"Yes. A very dangerous pair of sisters. You were right about that," Emily admitted proudly.

"How dangerous?" Ryan pried for more.

Emily leaned forward and whispered playfully, "I can kill you in one second."

Seeing Ryan took a step back, she added, "But I would never do that. We are like a family."

"Oof…" Ryan sighed in relief. "Let's return."

If what she said was true, then there was no point in panicking. If she wanted to kill them, they would do so already. Ryan picked Emily up and returned to his bedroom. To his surprise, Rose was laying soundly in bed with her eyes closed while hugging Isabella to sleep.

She didn't wait for him before entering her dreamland. It was for the better, so he didn't mind. He dropped his pants, turned off the lights, and got into bed as well. It was just enough for two people to lie next to each other.

Emily didn't even say anything before she laid down next to him with her head leaning on his arm. With Isabella sleeping inside Rose's arms, he didn't chase Emily away, casually sharing the corner of his quilt with her.

A picture of a cat displayed next to her name when he thought about her, so she was just that, a cat.

But that changed very quickly.

He slept like a baby that night, only waking up by some movement on top of his chest. Ryan recognized it as the body of a woman by her soft bottom and perky breasts pressing against his skin. He naturally hugged her without thinking much as it could only be Rose.

Only a few seconds later, something in his mind switched, regaining the clarity.

Rose didn't sleep naked. Rose's bottom was much bigger while this one was smaller but much smoother as if he was touching a velvet dress. His hand grabbed the woman firmly, thinking it was Rose, yet now he was withdrawing with confusion in his mind.

He lifted the quilt and froze, seeing wavy dark hair spread on his chest and the face of unknown women staring at him.

"Good Morning, Ryan…"