I found this cat cafe in Ikebukuro, at the 5th floor, and I didn't hesitate. In what is probably the most purrfect 500sqm in Tokyo, there were comfy sofas, manga books, cat toys and more kitty cats than people. The puffy balls of fur came in all colors and fur lengths, all adult, some of a certain pedigree, others not so much.

We had to take off our shoes before entering and we were given slippers instead. There was a set fee for every 10 minutes spent in the company of the cute kitties and there were set rules we were given to read in English, as the staff spoke only Japanse and the cats only Meow. We agreed not to pick up the cats, nor to bother them if they showed signs of being annoyed and they let us in. All in all, the atmosphere was very quiet, just right for a nap actually, and well under the noise level of any other café - everybody was
whispering. There was a juice and tea vending machine on the premises and we could take photos without flash. For an additional cost you could even buy cat food for the kitties. Nowhere and never in history were cats treated with more respect.

Nevertheless, like any royalty born or made, these cats looked bored. They were't impressed with the cat toys I flashed in front of them; most of the time they didn't even seem to notice me and they definitely didn't show much interest in being petted. In spite of being an overpriced experience that involved more petting and less playing, I would recommend it to any cat lover out there.