"Can we get through this or not?! Can we?!"
"Day after day... it never ends!"
In the bookstore window, the Yellow Flower Cat, whose conversation had been interrupted, stood upright with both paws gripping the wooden bars on the window. Like a prisoner trapped behind bars, it watched the fox shopkeeper respectfully strike the tuning fork outside. Unable to stop itself, it repeatedly slammed its round head against the glass, cursing under its breath. "...This life is unbearable!"
It had completely forgotten how it had praised "how wonderful it was to be young" on the night of the Lantern Festival.
Yet no matter how loudly it banged against the window, the pedestrians outside turned a blind eye, and no one inside the shop joined in its performance.
So after banging around for a while, the tabby cat turned away in a huff and sat sprawled by the window, its two long furry legs spread wide without restraint as it maliciously exposed two furry little balls toward the small stove.
Its beautiful long tail resembled a venomous snake with half its bones removed. Its neck drooped as it swayed between its legs, looking as though it had already slipped beyond the control of its feline brain.
Its dreadful attitude finally caught the bookstore owner's attention.
"If you want to be a little more comfortable this season, I can help. Free of charge." Mr. Wu lifted his eyelids, glanced at the improperly seated tabby cat, and made a casual chopping gesture in the air with his right hand.
The Yellow Flower Cat immediately crossed its legs, covering those two little balls.
Then it began grumbling indignantly, pointing at the fox shopkeeper who had just left outside. "Either send that Small Sapling from the bookshelf to that Zheng kid and let him sit