"Eh..."
This really tasted quite good.
"The taste was all right, wasn't it...?"
"Mm, but it would be even better if you dropped the honorific." Durandal nodded and spoke with complete seriousness. The one thing she didn't want was for another version of herself to call her "my lady."
Did that mean she was a little schizophrenic?
Forget it, it was fine... If she was split, then she was split. She was used to it by now.
After walking a few more steps, Durandal suddenly spotted an adorable white cat. It seemed to be a house cat... and it wasn't afraid of people at all. Looking at the cute cat in front of her, Durandal couldn't help approaching it, but it wasn't afraid in the slightest.
"What an adorable little kitty. It isn't even afraid of strangers!"
Durandal carefully picked it up and found that it didn't resist her at all.
"A kitty☆~"
Sirin stood beside Durandal. She knew that Mom Durandal really liked cats.
"Sirin, do you want to try petting it? This kitty seems very well-behaved." Seeing Sirin standing before her and curiously staring at the cat in her arms, Durandal thought for a moment... then picked it up and held it out to Sirin.
Although she really liked cats!
Her daughter was still just a little more important, after all.
"Meow!"
However, just as Sirin was about to try petting it, the cat in Durandal's arms suddenly bit Sirin's finger, then immediately leaped away.
"???"
Sirin looked at the tooth marks on her finger, somewhat unable to react.
Why?
"Uh... Sirin, are you okay?"
She had never expected the cat, which had been so obedient just moments ago, to suddenly bite her daughter. Durandal hurriedly took Sirin's finger and gently rubbed it.
"...I'm fine. Maybe it