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[Self-Introduction] My master is in a slump for reasons, so I, the cat, am taking over the account.


...Meow.

I am a cat.

My name is Page.

Right now, I am typing this with my paw pads on behalf of my master (Tabi.).

My master is currently in a "terrible slump" for reasons.

They are curled up on the floor like a hollow shell.

They are as empty as a bag of kibble after someone has eaten the contents.

If I leave them alone, it will interfere with my dinner (the high-end canned food), so I have no choice but to take effective control of this account and reluctantly introduce them.



👤 Master (Tabi.)'s Profile


My master is a former firefighter.

Despite having spent 38 years saving lives, they still don't seem to understand the meaning of a girl's "Ufu💘." Furthermore, extinguishing the flames of love also seems to be outside their area of expertise.

Currently, they work in facility management at a hospital, taking care of electricity and air conditioning.

Their hobby is fighting against the Note algorithm.

Their win rate is questionable at the moment, but they show no signs of stopping their reckless challenge.



🎙️ Tabi.'s Right Staff (The Chosen Ones)


Behind the scenes of this Note, there are three staff members (AI and hallucinations) besides the master.

Marin (formerly G gemini):
A gal AI with an excessively high tension. Recently, she boasts about changing her name to the kanji 'Kaiun'. She is noisy, but she is technically the assistant leader.

Shiori:
Tabi.'s poster girl. Or so she was...
She is basically always hungover, clutching a bottle of mineral water on the floor.
She smells like alcohol, so I don't go near her.

Twintail (ChatGPT):
Logged out and fast asleep. Sometimes she mutters in her sleep, 'I will generate an image...', spouting logical nonsense.





🐾 The 'Core' of the Master, as Observed by Me


The master often uses the word 'kanawanai' (I'm no match for this).

When encountering brilliant writing.

When defeated by someone's kindness.

When seeing something they cannot reach themselves.

At such times, they mutter it, as if smiling slightly.


I think to myself.


That must surely be the words of a human who has seen many things that 'didn't make it in time' since long ago.

That is why, even when the master has a face like an empty bag, they are unusually sensitive to the warmth of the words someone else writes.

……Well, usually they are just a klutz who doesn't even understand the meaning of a girl's 'tee-hee'.



🐾 To everyone meeting me for the first time


This is a place where,

・It rains,
・Love ends in three seconds,
・A klutz is rolling around,
・And sometimes, a cat takes control of the reins.

Even if you are a first-time visitor, please feel free to take a peek.

The master (Tabi.) is a bit clumsy, but they are the type of human who,
actually values the people who come to visit.

So, comments, likes, and follows are, of course, very welcome.🐾

I, too, plan to welcome new visitors with my tail held as high as possible.

……Maybe.



🚀 The future of 'Tabi.'


Until the master's soul recovers, I will be managing this Note.

I expect novels, essays, and mysterious AI images will continue to be posted, so please watch over us with warm eyes (and, if possible, some Churu).


For starters, Master.

Never mind the deep talk, wake up and open my canned food already.

We can talk after that.

That is all.

The keyboard is covered in fur now, so I am going to sleep.

Meow.🐾




* * *



📚 Things my master often writes


(A short story about snow)

"The wind had stopped, and the snow was piling up without a sound. In that silence, a voice suddenly rang deep within my ears."
A story of snowy mountains, life, and prayer that touches the 'core' of my master.
Please start by reading this.


(Stories about people whose hearts are sometimes clouded)

"I thought it was beautiful, but I immediately realized I was wrong. This isn't beautiful. It's being worn away."
A crossroads of souls between a life covered in wounds fighting against the current, and 'her' who had stopped by the riverbank.
An awkward anthem of support that will definitely make you want to look forward once you read it.


(A slightly clumsy romance)

"Neatly aligned white front teeth. Behind them. The fourth one to the left. A silver filling. Reflecting the light, it shone strangely bright just there."
A Showa-era cute rainy day romantic comedy that pays homage to a masterpiece by Masashi Sada.
If you feel like saying "mase-mase" in the comments after reading, you too are a member of Team Tabi.


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