TIFU by getting more cats

The cats are not the issue (those sweet gremlins are almost never the issue). The thing is, when I was moving into a new apartment, I had previously asked my landlord-to-be would it be ok if I had a cat. He said it was fine, as long as it was only one cat. I managed to forget (probably suppress) that tiny detail.

In the meantime I adopted two more cats. Brilliant on my side, I know. I felt impulsive those two times and never really thought about me having to ask my landlord if that would be ok with him. I knew this coudn't go on forever. But I was always too afraid and paralyzed to let him know. Anxious-avoidant loop from hell. Also not being able to live with myself.

The thing is, the cats didn't create any damage inside the apartment and nothing is destroyed. I take good care of them and have provided lots of scratch posts and fabrics for trimming their claws. I packed all the textile from the owner of the apartment just in case so it doesn't get damaged and replaced it with my own pillows, couch covers, carpets etc.

But, today, the landlord told me he's coming to pay a visit this Friday and I am be-yond speech. My mind is spiralling into forever doom.

Do I hide the extra cats in my wardrobe while he's in the apartment? Do I give them to a friend that day? Or do I do nothing, leave them all in the apartment for him to see and potentially risk getting kicked out for not being honest and respecting his request? FYI I am also poor as fuck and it would be impossible to find another habitat I could afford in the near future.

I feel like the worst, stupidest person. Always too afraid to do anything that needs to be done.

TL;DR: the landlord told me I can have one cat in the apartment I'm renting, I got three instead without telling him. He's coming to visit this Friday. I am paralyzed with fear and my stupid stupid brain.