黒猫 -black cat

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Meanwhile, Chifuyu was sitting at home and reading Dostoevsky's book Crime and Punishment. Well, as I read, to be more precise, I reread it. The young man liked the work of the Russian writer, so he wanted to relive all these exciting events over and over again. Flipping through the pages one after another, there was less and less unread, which did not quite please the young man, but he did not want to stop reading at all.
The black cat, known to everyone, was lying next to him on the bed, purring contentedly from the stroking of the blond one. This time he stayed longer, because usually this cat really likes to walk on the roofs, look at the neighbor from above, that is, to Baji-san, eat sweets for the fuzzies, and then maybe go back home to Chifui.
— So I finished reading.  Matsuno said in a low voice. — There's nothing else to do, I'll go to the commander.
After that, the guy packed noodles in a backpack and went to visit a friend. (Recently, the blond man went to a new store and bought noodles with the taste of Kamchatka crab there)
Having gone up to the floor above, Chifuyu knocks on the door.
— Baji-san, are you at home?

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