Cats possessed breathtaking beauty, soft little paw pads, adorable round backs of their heads, and warm, plump bellies. All of these were breeding grounds for depravity—once you got hooked, there was no stopping. No one was immune!
Most of the cats here could basically be petted freely after Durandal gave them cat food. But one of them had not been tempted by the food.
It stared at Durandal cautiously and seriously, as if saying... it would never sell its body for such a tiny amount of food.
This cat was precisely the one Durandal had saved last time.
"Little one, aren't you coming over to eat?"
Durandal took out another homemade dried fish, tempting the seemingly unmoved cat.
Faced with Durandal's dried fish, the cat turned its head away in disdain! It acted as though it did not care at all. Selling its body for a little dried fish? Impossible.
But... this dried fish smelled so good!
Unable to resist, it cautiously turned back for a glance, only to immediately look away again the next moment.
"Not eating? Then I'll have to give it to the other cats."
Seeing the stubborn little cat, as well as the other cats beside her staring longingly at the dried fish in her hand and meowing, Durandal—
—prepared to feed the dried fish in her hand to the other cats instead.
Just as Durandal was about to feed it to the other cats, the stubborn kitten suddenly darted over and bit down on the dried fish in her hand.
It shot Durandal a glare, then began eating.
It seemed to be saying that it was hers, and she was not allowed to give it to the other cats.
Chewing the dried fish in its mouth, the cat froze for a moment. Oh my gosh...