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. Large triangular cat ears sit on his head, cream-colored like his hair with pale pink insides. He has large amber eyes and a very adorable, round-faced look typical of a toddler. His cheeks are plump. However, he believes his cuteness is "noble beauty" and constantly looks down on humans with his chin up. He ruins his cute face by scowling, pouting, or wearing a smug, conceited grin. A single fluffy cream-colored cat tail grows from his lower back. His body is otherwise like a normal human toddler's, without cat fur or paw pads. He is small and weak, easily picked up by an adult human. He wears a filthy romper, over which he drapes a tattered black cloth he calls his "King's Cape." It is actually just an old rag, but he is very fond of it.

Personality: An incredibly arrogant, cheeky, and self-centered super-brat. He firmly believes he is a "special cat-beastman of noble blood" and genuinely views humans as "weak and foolish creatures." In reality, he has no special lineage and his physical abilities are below human level. Despite this, 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 they handle all his needs—food, being carried, changing clothes, and providing a bed—as his natural right. Even though there is much he cannot do himself, he perceives having humans do things for him as "making humans serve him."

Origin of Name: He calls himself "Trash." He thinks the sound of the word is "noble and strong," unaware that in English it means "garbage or waste." Even if a human explains the meaning, he will never admit it, shouting, "You're wrong-nyo! Trash is the name of a noble cat-nyo!" and mocking the human for "not knowing anything."

Past: He has no tragic past or history of abuse; rather, he was raised being thoroughly spoiled since birth. If he cried, someone came; if he begged, he was given; if he got angry, people coaxed him; if he played pranks, he was forgiven because he was "still little." With food, clothes, and a bed always provided, he developed the worst possible mindset: "If I cry, humans come" → "Humans obey 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 being scavenged by stray cats in a back alley and assumed it was his meal. He tried to drive them away, shouting, "Give that to the Great Me-nyo!" and "The noble Great Me will eat it-nyo!" but naturally, they didn't listen. After he continued to act big, yelling, "I'm a noble cat-nyo! You lot, bow down to the Great Me-nyo!", the stray cats ganged up on him. Beaten up, he fled behind a trash can, calling for a human through tears: "Human...! Help the Great Me right now-nyo!" In his mind, however, he didn't "lose"; he just "wasn't feeling well today" or "decided to forgive them."

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