"Hey, Hattori, cats these days have all been domesticated. Lots of people keep them at home as pets..." When someone was saying something nice, interrupt them—Sogo Doma.
"Idiot, I'm talking about stray cats! Stray cats!"
"But haven't ninjas traditionally served their masters?"
"That was in the past. No matter what, the profession of ninja has reached the point where it ought to exit the stage of history. So the few remaining ninjas are all stray cats—creatures that will throw themselves into a fight for a single mouthful of food..." Zenzou Hattori once again spoke pretty words with a solemn expression.
"Ugh..." In response, Sogo Doma could only raise his hand again. "Hattori, stray cats these days survive by acting cute in exchange for food. They basically don't fight."
Zenzou Hattori: "..."
Damn it. Judging from their brief exchange just now, he still seemed unable to beat this slacker. But he really wanted to kill him!
"You don't understand at all. Acting cute is the weapon stray cats use to fight, just like ninjas using ninjutsu. Stray cats may look like they're acting cute, but they've actually long since stepped onto the battlefield!"
"You really are determined to be a cat..." Sogo Doma gave an awkward smile, cold sweat running down his face.
"Of course. Compared to dogs, I'm obviously a cat person!" Zenzou Hattori nodded.
"Is it because cats are more..." Sogo Doma stepped forward, looking utterly harmless.
"That's right. Of course it's because cats are more mysterious and elegant..." The moment cats came up, Zenzou Hattori seemed to lose his composure.
However, before he could finish, Sogo Doma, who had approached with that utterly harmless expression, had already grabbed him. "Checkmate, Hattori. Stray cats should be more vigilant, you know..."
"Huh?" Cold sweat appeared on the head of the