Sirin smiled at the little white cat before her, reaching out to stroke its head again while curiously feeling its cat ears.
Chelsea felt deeply aggrieved. Durandal had only just left, and now another little girl had arrived. This was really too much!
Before long, Durandal came over carrying freshly made cat food and dried fish. Seeing Sirin and the white cat getting along so harmoniously, she could not help but smile.
It was wonderful that her daughter and her favorite cat were getting along peacefully!
"Kitty, look what I prepared for you."
Durandal brought the prepared cat food over to Chelsea and placed it in front of her. She was very confident in her cat food. As long as it was a cat... it would absolutely be unable to resist its temptation.
However...
This time, it seemed she had been proven wrong. Chelsea could not have cared less.
Did she really think she was a cat?!
Although the cat food smelled incredibly delicious, and Chelsea swallowed hard, she still decisively turned her head away.
"You won't eat?"
This was the first time Durandal had encountered such a situation. She had never seen a cat that could refuse her cat food. After all, it gave off an aroma that cats simply could not resist. Ordinary cats found it difficult to withstand it.
Still, considering how strongly the white cat currently disliked her, it was not entirely impossible to understand.
After thinking it over, Durandal could only take out some dried fish and personally feed it to her. This specially made dried fish was something even people would find hard to refuse, let alone cats.
But... even when Durandal brought it right up to the cat's mouth, she simply would not open it. That left Durandal at a complete loss.
After