Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“You shameless brute! How could you go around sowing your seeds at will? What if you get someone’s cat pregnant?”
Oh… So, the two cats had been “at it” behind their owners’ backs.
The chubby local cat stretched its claws and meowed as though unhappy at being scolded by its owner.
Chignon Girl, who appeared to be good-natured, had a pretty, charming smile. “See?” she said. “I’ve given him a good scolding.”
The other party, wearing an expensive-looking beige dress, held onto her Scottish Fold and stuck her chin out, saying, “Is that it?” She sounded very upset.
Immediately, Chignon Girl tugged on the leash. “Apologize, now!”
The only reply from Local Cat was a meow. After the “apology,” his owner pulled out a small notebook, wrote something on a page, tore it out, and handed it to Scottish Fold’s owner.
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“We are really sorry,” she said politely. “This is my number. Please call me if your cat gets pregnant, and I will make sure that my cat takes responsibility for what he’s done.”
The sales assistants listening in were amused and laughed at the display.
Well, everyone laughed except for the owner of the Scottish Fold, who pushed the piece of paper away, saying, “How would a local cat be able to take responsibility?” With a sneer, she continued, “My cat is a pedigreed Scottish Fold. How could you take responsibility if she gave birth to a litter with trashy local genes? How could you even begin to compensate us?”
Local Cat shot the Scottish Fold’s owner a look of contempt.
Meanwhile, his owner asked good-naturedly, “So what is it that you want from us?”
“Get your local cat neutered.”
Local Cat panicked.
Meow!
His owner kept very quiet.
“Like owner, like cat,” the other party taunted.
This touched a nerve. The even-tempered Chignon Girl touched her chignon and glared at her. “Now you’re taking it too far,” she replied.
The other party sniffed contemptuously.
“Yes, it was my cat’s fault, and I already apologized,” said Chignon Girl. “But what’s the deal with you going on and on about local breeding? Racial discrimination?” No longer friendly, Chignon Girl raised her voice and glared at her as she continued, “If you want to behave like this, two could play at that game. I came over with my cat to apologize because, in such a situation, the female cat is relatively disadvantaged—but not because it was solely my cat’s fault. This does not mean that you have the right to keep nagging me about what these two have done. In any case, if you had been watching your precious cat more closely, my local cat wouldn’t even have had the chance to get close to her, let alone have his way with her.”
What the…?!
Scottish Fold’s owner was so enraged that her face turned bright red. Just as she was about to come back with a rebuke, Chignon Girl cut her off, saying cheekily, “As it is, we have no way of knowing who the real culprit was. Was it my local? Or did your cat force herself on mine?”
Scottish Fold: Meow!
Local cat: Meow!
The Scottish Fold obviously wasn’t a pushover, and neither was her owner—who was even more ill-tempered.
“You are distorting the facts!” she raged.
“In what way?”
Choking with rage, the Scottish Fold’s furious owner yelled, “You are just as uncivilized as your local cat!”
Wow! So it’s getting personal!
By now, Local Cat’s owner was so incensed that her good-natured banter exploded into a thundering shout.
“Then what the heck do you want?! You want to sue my cat for rape? Go ahead! We’ll see you in court!”