The woman

Once or twice, Lawrence's attention would linger on the cat.

The cat, with its back straight, is sitting indignantly in Lawrence's lap. Sometimes its tail would rise up and then slide down again. Sometimes it would curl around Lawrence's wrist. This subtle movement caught Lawrence's interest.

This kid and cat must have a good relationship huh. Lawrence mused.

He reluctantly tore his eyes away from the cat and gazed at the party in the courtyard. Lawrence made another assessment of the guests. Roughly, there are at least forty people present.

This already includes the three waiters serving the guests, and the Wilson family of seven members who attended the party. As Lawrence studied them, he noticed the lady playing the violin stopped. She bowed to the audience and stepped back to the stage.

Kevin, who watched the subtle movements of the woman cast a sideway glance at Lawrence behind him.

'Good. Good. Observe her.'

'See who she was with. So that your sharp mind can remember every little thing she did before she was killed.'

Kevin might be an author and he may have a rough idea of the plot but there's no telling that what he wrote will exactly be what will happen here. He can only rely on this smart and handsome protagonist of his.

After a few minutes of observing, Kevin yawned.

Right. Cats require 12-16 hours of sleep. He wasn't sure how many months old his current body but.. who cares?

With the smart and handsome protagonist here, he has nothing to worry about!

Kevin sighed contentedly and curled up. Cats have flexible bodies eh? Things like bending and his head touching his foot are not possible with his bone aching human body... now he can do this without a single bat in the eye. Ha!

Kevin kneaded with his meat paw pads Lawrence's legs before he found a comfortable position to curl up with. When his eyes closed, he managed to see Lawrence looking down at him with a slight smile.

This tough guy smiling is very unusual.

Kevin drifted off to sleep.

****

In his dreams, Kevin can hear the subtle pleas of his brother. He was hiding obediently in the corner. Whispering, "Brother, brother. Where are you?"

Kevin's heart ache. He desperately waddled through the darkness just to find where is the voice coming from. His feet is running but it seemed he was stuck in one place.

"Calvin!" Kevin shouted at the darkness. "Calvin where are you?!"

"Calvin!"

Someone's heavy hand shook him off from his sleep.

"Meeoowr?" Kevin innocently blink his two jade round eyes. Lawrence's face is too close, he could see the mole under the right eye that was zoomed in.

Kevin instinctively stretch out his meat paw pad and landed perfectly on Lawrence's cheek.

"What's wrong, Nala?" Lawrence's brow creased with worry.

"Meow?"

'No, nothing is wrong with me. What's wrong with you?'

'Why is your face so close?'

'Don't you know your head looks like a giant bubble head this close?'

Kevin stood up and lazily stretch his front and hind paws. His stomach growled.

"Meoww." Kevin especially made his movements a bit coquettish and stared at Lawrence with clear jade eyes.

'This master is hungry. Go fetch my food.'

Lawrence stared dumbly at the adorable black and white cat staring adorably at him. The more Lawrence stared, the more he felt he was supposed to give something to this cat. This feeling only grew when he saw the cat's growing expectant eyes.

But what was he supposed to give? Toys?

For a few seconds, Kevin the cute well behaved cat expecting to be served food, and his clueless cat slave master was at a stalemate.

Kevin: "....."

'This guy has no idea what he's asking for huh.'

Kevin did not want to give up and try to act cute one more time.

So the black and white cat once again tilted its head adorably and slowly stretch out its left paw like a small kitty and tentatively called out.

"Meow?"

Lawrence furrowed his brows. The more he gazed at this cat, the more he realized he was smitten. It's pure jade green eyes glisten adorably. It's white and black fluffy fur looks too soft to touch and its pink nose was so beautiful that it matches well with its jade green eyes. Lawrence had seen many pet cats being cared for by his friends but he has to praise that this cat was cute on a whole new level.

The cat must have sensed his thoughts since it boldly reached out to his hand and lowered its head to rub his palm. The fluffy pink nose was a little cool to the touch when it brush against the palm of his hand.

Lawrence's heart was inexplicably moved, and he immediately remembered seeing one of his friend's children petting a cat. That child would hand over tidbits of food when the cat finish eating and rubbed its head against his palm.

"Are you hungry?"

"Meow!"

'Finally!'

Lawrence hesitated for a second before he spread his arm and gently hold the cat's soft front paws. He doesn't want to hurt it. Hence, he let its paws rest on his shoulders then lift the cat by supporting its butt.

Lawrence sensed the cat's claws digging on his shoulder but it immediately retracted so he doesn't pay any attention to it.

'Grrr, this is molesting.'

What Kevin hated the most is physical touch. But right now, he couldn't afford to be picky. Whatever happened, he has to get on the good side of this smart and handsome at the same time dumb protagonist of his.

Just as Lawrence was about to carry him outside his room, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

"Young Master, are you awake?" Lawrence vigilantly step backwards. He did not answer.

"This is Sen, Young Master. I have your breakfast and Nala's breakfast too."

"Meow?" Kevin immediately reacted. He struggled to get out of Lawrence arms because of the wonderful smell wafting from behind the door.