Chen De finished the last bite of instant noodles.
She grabbed a tissue and vigorously wiped her mouth.
Then she shot an unapologetic glare at Qubi beside her.
Qubi was staring regretfully at the empty bowl, not even a drop of broth left behind.
It looked exactly like a shopper who had just missed a Double Eleven flash sale.
"What are you looking at?"
Chen De took the bowl away.
"You useless cat can't even wash a bowl."
"You don't even have the resolve to lick the plate clean yourself."
Qubi withdrew its gaze and pretended nothing had happened.
Chen De stood up and stretched deeply.
Her bones gave two incredibly faint cracks.
It was time to face cruel reality.
She dragged herself to the entryway, ready to change shoes.
Today, she was going shopping with a girl.
To her, that was a hundred times more absurd than soloing a Calamity.
Back when she was one of the guys, shopping basically meant stopping by to buy a bottle of cola on the way to an overnight session at an internet café.
What kind of decent bro spent a weekend strolling through a shopping district?
But now?
Now she had to pretend to be a normal young woman.
She had to link arms with another actual girl and wander the streets.
They would have to discuss which milk tea tasted better and which dress looked prettier.
What a sin.
Chen De stopped at the door and glanced back at the living room.
"Qubi."
"What?"
Qubi was sprawled on the sofa, its tail repeatedly tapping the TV remote.
A wellness program on TV was talking about how a daily cup of goji berry tea could extend one's life.
A cat was watching it without even blinking.
"Do you want to come with