Nekopara fanfic

Chapter 38

After about a month in Paris, France, though it was quite lovely, we were all ready to head home.

We arrived back in Japan, and I unlocked the shop door to see everything was in order. "Home sweet home," I said, stretching. I went upstairs and reattached the retractable blade in my arm. We all got changed into our shop uniforms and opened up the shop. Customers walked in and we began working. After a few hours, a mysterious man walked in the door. Coconut hid behind Royal. "Dad. Leave. Now." He said. "This cake shop is full of trashy humanoid cats, why would you want to work here." Royal's dad said. "Oh, you better not have said what I think you just said," I replied, vaulting the counter. "So what if I did?" He said. Azuki walked over to him. "Sir, leave now before you invoke-" She was cut off from what she was saying with a punch to the face. "Oh, the gloves are OFF," I said, pulling off my gloves, my vest, and my nice white dress shirt, not wanting it to get stained with blood. Vanilla blushed, admiring my muscles. "Still wanna fight me?" I said, walking up to him. "What're you going to do you worthless little pussy cat? Meow me to death? Hah! I'm not afraid of you." He said. "Oh, this is getting real!" I said, grabbing the collar of his shirt, carrying him outside. I slid on my rings and shut the door behind me. "Let's do this pussycat." He said, finishing the beer he had in his hand, chucking it off to the side, shattering it. He raised his fists. I had him on the ground in 2 seconds flat. I pinned him down and punched him in the face 'till it was little more than a bloody pulp of what used to be a face. He blacked out, and I wiped the blood off my knuckles on his shirt. I called the police and they whisked him away as I walked back inside. I pulled my shirt and gloves back on and buttoned the vest, returning to what I was doing before that happened. "Your raw power is scary to imagine. You could've curb stomped him and crushed his skull if you wanted to. It's quite amazing, but also terrifying at the same time. I'm glad Kashou hired you, and not some gang, or mafia or something." Royal said, still in awe of the pulping I gave his nefarious criminal of a father. I nodded. "Azuki are you okay?" I asked. I sat her up and gently moved her bangs out of the way. There was a large cut on her forehead, and it was bleeding quite a bit. "You don't have to treat me like a little kid." She said sarcastically. "There's a difference between a little kid with a scrape, and you with that giant cut on your forehead. Though I don't think he did, with a punch like that, to your tiny little head he could have split your forehead, not just the skin." I said, holding a rag to her head. "Serious- Mmm, mm, mmnh." Whatever Azuki was about to say was cut off when I started gently scratching her ears and rubbing her head. "Aww, who knew Azuki sounded so cute when she purred," I said, smiling. I removed the rag from her head, but though the bleeding slowed down a good bit she was still bleeding. I grabbed a bandage and pushed her hair out of the way, as I sprayed the cut with antibacterial spray and then wrapped gauze around her head, bandaging up the cut. "There. You'll have a headache for a while, but you'll be fine, you don't seem to have a concussion, so if you want to go take a nap you are free to." I said, pulling out a small comb to straighten her hair. She purred some more, and I packed up my medical supplies, standing back up. The rest of the day went on as normal, while Azuki went upstairs to take a nap.