Hiatus extra [Daily life in the Meow-Meow Cult]
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In a dim little room stood an army-green bunk bed. A fat Cat Demon covered in white fur sat there, crying torrents of tears and snot.
An old television sat on the stand in front, its picture fuzzy with static. It was playing episode 1,320 of a romance drama, and the male and female leads were going through their 366th separation in life or death.
The big fat white cat cried until everything looked blurry. An enormous bubble of snot drooped from its nose, so it picked up the tail beside it and wiped its nose.
Then the black Cat Demon beside it, who had kept a stern face all this time, said flatly, "That's my tail."
Compared with the white cat, the black cat was lean but muscular, and its eyes looked sharper too.
"Sorry," the fat white cat sniffled. "I got too caught up in it-"
As it spoke, it picked up its own big white tail, hesitated, then pulled a sheet of paper from under its pillow and wiped its nose again.
The black cat: "..."
The two in this dim little room were none other than Black Meow and White Meow of the Meow-Meow Cult.
"You've been watching for ages. When do I get to watch a martial arts movie?" Black Meow asked impatiently.
"After this episode," White Meow choked out. "Not only are you not crying, you even want to change the channel. You have no heart."
"If you weren't crying so hard, I'd definitely punch you," the black cat muttered.
While the two little Cat Demons bickered, an orange cat girl with delicate features emerged from an even smaller partitioned room beside them. She held a cracked disc case. "Are you done yet? When do