"So…what's wrong with him?" A blonde haired woman questioned anxiously. "He flinches whenever I touch those ears, as if he's in pain. Is it something serious?"

A man in a white coat looked at her hesitantly. "It's not pain."

"Eh?"

The man sighed, pushing up his glasses. "It's not pain." He said. "It's pleasure."

"P-Pleasure?"

"He likes it when his ears are touched." The doctor said in a matter of fact tone. "He finds it pleasurable."

"B-But," the blonde haired woman stuttered, her face red as she stared at her blinking son, "He's so young! He hasn't even reached puberty!"

"Well…" the doctor looked uncomfortable, "He has especially sensitive ears. You see, the pudendal nerve in his brain is connected to those cat ears. It transmits pleasure from his penis and scrotum-"

"Aright, enough!" The woman with blonde hair held her hands out with a grimace, "I understand!"

"Sorry," the doctor cleared his throat. He raised his gaze, "Anyway, to make things simple, we know when we experience pleasure because our brain tells us so. The pudendal nerve usually transmits pleasure from-" he grimaced as the blonde woman glared at him, and her blond son blinked curiously. "Y-You know. But in his case, it appears to transmit pleasure from his cat ears as well." He coughed. "In fact, the hypogastric nerve, which transmits pleasure from his prostate, may be connected too."

"That is quite enough, Doctor Kido," his patient grinded her teeth. "Thank you very much."

"W-Well, yeah. I just wanted to make sure you were clear." The doctor said awkwardly. "Right. So that's all."

"Is there nothing I can do to…remove whatever nerve that is?" The blonde's voice had adopted a tone of concern.

"I'm afraid not. Not only would it be dangerous, but if the pudendal nerve was removed, he would never be able to feel that type of pleasure."

"Can't you…disconnect it from his cat ears somehow?"

Doctor Kidou grimaced at her, "The nerve is connected to his spine," he said wryly. "Would you risk your son's mobility to prevent him from feeling pleasure?"

She grimaced and shook her head. "I suppose not then." She mumbled.

The doctor nodded. "It would definitely not be a wise decision," he looked towards the boy with spiky blond hair, "He just has to not let anyone touch his ears."

"But they're…exposed."

"I am aware of that," Doctor Kidou sighed, "But there is only one way to lose them, and you know what it is."

"Yeah…"

"Mummy?" The blond boy tugged at his mother's black dress, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me?"

"Nothing's wrong, Yamato," his mother reassured. "You just have to not let anyone touch your ears, okay?"

Yamato blinked. He cupped his ears, "These ears?"

"No," the blonde woman pointed towards his head, "Those ears."

Blue eyes blinked again. Yamato reached up his hands towards his twitching cat ears, but his mother stopped him with an angry yell, "Don't touch them!"

Yamato flinched. He quickly lowered his hands, mumbling. "Sorry…"

"Well, try not to be too harsh on him." The doctor said. "He doesn't know what he's feeling, after all."

"I'll keep that in mind." The blonde mother said tersely. She sighed and stood up, grabbing hold of her son's small hand.

"Come on, Yamato. Let's go."