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The air-cushion cat carriage slowly flew into the spectator track, a route monopolized from end to end by flying glow mushrooms. Cat Lamps lived atop the mushrooms, meow-ao-aoing as they tended crops in one- to two-square-meter vegetable plots. The proclamation of the Cat Lamp Law had rekindled many Cat Lamps' love for farming, and the old slacker-cat attitude of "if I can't do it, I won't learn it" had been curbed.
With so many flying glow mushrooms occupying this spectator track's route, naturally some witches and Eileens complained about it.
Eileen simply spent money to build another route beneath this one, then gave this route to the cats, resolving the matter.
(In truth, there was no choice but to resolve it. When faced with a witch who could casually build an entire new route—complete with a terminal, rest stops, convenience-store stops, and a main docking station—saying "no" took courage.)
Thanks to the Cat Lamps' peculiar nature, the air-cushion cat carriage could travel along this route without worrying about crashing into the Cat Lamps' glow-mushroom cat nests.
"Meow-ao-ao-ao, little cats! Big Cat Cat Lina is handing out snacks! Get the place fired up, meow-ao!"
The two Giant Cats said this in the Cat Lamp language.
As Giant Cat Lamps assigned to publicity work, these two "communications Giant Cats" never missed an opportunity to promote Long-Haired Cat Clawmark Island.
They stood on the terraces on either side of the air-cushion cat carriage, flinging out vacuum-packed dried fish, dried meat, and bags of mixed fruit.
Having received benefits, the Cat Lamps were naturally overwhelmed with gratitude.
It was sickeningly gushy.
Things like, "There is nothing more beautiful in a cat's heart than Cat Lina."
Or, "This cat feels nothing but gratitude toward Cat Lina. In this life, this cat is willing to