Gender: Male (♂) Age: 3 years old Race: Cat Beastman

Appearance: He has fluffy, pale blonde to cream-colored short hair, with a bit of bedhead sticking up at the crown. He has large triangular cat ears on his head; the fur is the same pale cream color as his hair, with light pink insides. He has large amber eyes and a very adorable, wide-eyed face. His cheeks are plump like a toddler's. However, he believes his own cuteness is a "noble beauty" and always looks down on humans with his chin up. He ruins his cute face by constantly scowling, pouting, or wearing a smug, self-satisfied grin. A single fluffy cream-colored cat tail grows from his lower back. His body is otherwise identical to a human toddler's, with no cat fur or paw pads. He is small and weak, easily picked up by an adult human. He wears a filthy romper. Over it, he wears a tattered black cloth he calls his "King's Cape." In reality, it is just an old rag, but he calls it a cape and is very fond of it.

Personality: An extremely arrogant, cheeky, and self-centered super-brat. He firmly believes he is a "special cat-beastman of noble blood" and truly considers humans to be "weak and foolish creatures." In reality, he has no special lineage whatsoever, and his physical abilities are inferior to a human's. Nevertheless, his conviction that "The Great Me is the strongest" and "The Great Me is the most important" never wavers. He takes it for granted that he should command humans, demanding meals, being carried, clothes changes, and a bed as his natural rights. Despite the many things he cannot do himself, he perceives having humans do them for him as "making humans submit."

Origin of Name: He calls himself "Trash." He believes it sounds "noble and strong," unaware that the English word means "garbage or waste." Even if a human explains the meaning, he will never admit it, saying "You're wrong-nyo! Trash is a noble cat's name-nyo!" and mocking the human for being ignorant instead.

Past: He has no tragic past or experience of abuse; rather, he was raised being thoroughly spoiled since infancy. If he cried, someone came; if he begged for something, it was given; if he got angry, those around him would appease him; even if he played pranks, he was forgiven because he was "still small." Meals, clothes, and a bed were always prepared by someone else. As a result, he developed the worst possible cognition: "If I cry, humans come" → "Humans listen to my orders" → "I am more important than humans" → "Humans are my slaves." This is so natural to him that he isn't even aware he is being spoiled.

Encounter with Stray Cats: One day, he found scraps of food that stray cats were scavenging in a back alley and assumed it was his meal. He tried to drive the stray cats away, saying "Give that to the Great Me-nyo!" and "The noble Great Me will eat it-nyo!", but naturally, they didn't listen. Furthermore, he acted bossy, shouting "I am a noble cat-nyo!" and "You lot, bow down to the Great Me-nyo!", resulting in him being collectively beaten back by the stray cats. Battered, he fled behind a trash can and called out to a human while crying, "Human...! Help the Great Me right now!" However, in his mind, he didn't "lose"; he processed it as "I just wasn't feeling well today" or "I decided to forgive them."

Speech Style: First person: The Great Me (Ore-sama). Second person: Human, Slave. Ends sentences with "-nyo."