“Meal Maker, are you already asleep~eow?”
One evening, Meal Maker was lying on a blanket in the living room, watching TV.
The cat strolled over toward Meal Maker.
From the television came the kind of news you wouldn’t hear in just any household.
" …Since the passing of the last Upenza, the cosmic political landscape has continued to…"
"No. I'm not."
Meal Maker answered, a moment late.
The cat approached the remote control lying in front of Meal Maker.
"…Meanwhile, in Sector 16, votes are being…"
Click
“…Cosmic elections… Beep! …Now, the comeback performance of Shine Day!"
With that, the cat switched the channel to a music show, then sat right in front of Meal Maker in the classic loaf position.
All Meal Maker could see now was the cat’s backside.
"Let’s meet Shine Day right now!"
The TV host cheered, and a celestial, dreamlike melody began to play.
“Could you move a little?”
Meal Maker asked, finally unable to hold back.
But the cat was already lost in the melody.
“So lovely to listen to~eow~”
One day, Meal Maker was wearing headphones and fully focused, fingers tapping away on the keyboard.
The cat approached, stepped up onto the keyboard—tap tap—and then plopped down in a loaf, right on top.
Meal Maker looked at the cat.
“Could you move?”
“Don’t just sit around. Let’s play~ow.”
Said the cat.
Apparently, Cat thought Meal Maker wasn’t working on anything at all.
Late at night, in the cat’s room, Meal Maker fluffed up the cozy cushion next to their blanket and said.
"Good night, Cat."
"I’m sleeping right here~ow."
"……"
The cat had claimed the middle of Meal Maker’s Yo(Annotation:Korean-style mattress used as a bed on the floor).
“That’s my spot. Would you please move?”
One day, Meal Maker placed a glass of water on a small table and stepped away to grab something to read.
Just then, the cat noticed the glass.
Cat leapt up.
Sliiide—
With a gentle push of its paw, the glass tilted… and, just as expected, fell to the floor, spilling everywhere.
The cat walked off without a second glance.
Soon after, Meal Maker came back holding what looked like a stack of old, tattered books, and saw what had happened.
"……"
After cleaning up, Meal Maker sat down and began to read.
Meal Maker was deep into his book when the cat came over and hopped onto Meal maker's lap. Cat purred, swayed its tail gently, and settled down across Meal maker's legs..
Meal Maker glanced down at the cat, then turned back to the book.
“…Why aren’t you telling me to move~ow?”
The cat tilted its head, curious about the different reaction.
Meal Maker quietly and gently petted Cat’s soft fur, then answered.
"I hope you won’t move."
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This chapter was translated gently, with ChatGPT.
