Nozomu held his laughter and smiled her back, “Pfft!… Very well, cute Takanari! So, since it is so early for you, what do you want to do then? Shall we go see if Taisetsuna has a messy room full of fur and wood balls for her to play?”
Taisetsuna frowned, “What are you talking about, moron? I don’t have fur! And why would I even have wood balls to play with? Sometimes you say the weirdest things, Nozo!”
“You don’t play with wood balls? You are the strangest cat I have ever seen, Suna!”
That answer granted him a slap on his head, making the little girl laugh, “I am a Cat-kind, moron, not a cat! What is a cat, anyway? I bet it is some weird animal you made up!”
Nozomu closed his eyes, prepared for another slap and said, “So if you don’t have anything interesting in there, maybe we should go to my room. I think I can make up a game for us to play.”