Leopard-Leopard Didn't Speak, but Leopard-Leopard Felt Wronged

"Dried fish!"

Leopard-Leopard's eyes widened.

That domineering aroma went straight through their flared nostrils and into their brain, then took control of their cerebellum, making them unable to stop themself from reaching forward with a paw.

"Leopard-Leopard, calm down."

The Black Chimpanzee grabbed them.

"Human, what did you do to me?"

Having come to their senses, Leopard-Leopard spoke in horror.

"I didn't do anything."

Liu Zheng looked utterly innocent.

"Then why did I lose my mind?"

Leopard-Leopard demanded.

"Uh, is it possible that you're just hungry?"

He pointed at the corner of Leopard-Leopard's mouth, where crystalline drool was already about to drip onto the ground.

"Slurp~ Impossible. They're just a few pieces of dried fish. It's not like I've never had them before."

Leopard-Leopard sucked the drool back into their mouth in one dramatic gulp, then firmly denied it.

"What kind of dried fish have you eaten? How could they compare to mine?"

Liu Zheng scoffed.

"These are big fish raised in the fishponds of Sewer, then painstakingly cooked by the head chef's capable assistant at Bloodstained Restaurant. You won't find anything this fine anywhere else in Metropolis."

"Forget you—even the High Speaker has never eaten these."

"Probably."

For the sake of rigor, he added that last word.

Come to think of it, he also found Leopard-Leopard's reaction strange.

Dried fish had always been well received by everyone, especially cats, but not to the point where they lost control of themselves.

Thinking it over, it was probably because of their strength. After all, the cats Liu Zheng knew were all fairly powerful.

"They're that good? Then... then you really are going to let me eat them?"

Leopard-Leopard stuck out their barbed tongue and licked their nose, nervous and excited at once.

"Of course. I like making friends, especially with cats