Hearing the countless lively voices and sounds, I awoke from my short nap. The solemn sky has turned dark and overcast, and lights were already flickering about.
Whilst listening to the lady’s familiar voice as she busily struck up deals with her customers, I stuck my ear out from amongst the rubbish bags.
From what I could make out of the humans conversations, today wasn’t a holiday. So why is it so busy?
I cautiously poke my face out onto the streets. There were crowds of people at every shop, and the number of people and cars were higher than usual too. Normally the lady would bring me dinner around this time but… as I think that, I look over at the lady’s shop, and see her running around frantically.
Doesn’t seem like I’ll be able to have my meal any time soon.
I went around to the back of the rubbish bags. If I kept waiting out on the streets, there’s no doubt I’ll be caught up in something annoying.
Just when it had turned completely dark, and the amount of people coming about had calmed down, the lady finally came. On the paper plate that she placed in front of me, there was a pile of fish meat, a lot more than usual.
My stomach was just starting to feel hungry, and I gratefully ate it up.
“I haven’t seen Itou-san around today. Have you?”
The lady mumbles to herself and asks me.
Speaking of which, I haven’t, I think as I resumed eating. Besides, you’re really asking the wrong person.
After all, I don’t care a bit if that man comes or goes.
“Oii~! It’s time to close shop”
“Yea yea, I’m coming.”
The lady answers, returning to the shop.
I continued eating, staying cautious towards the street that had a lot less people than before.
“Hello, are you still open?”
Hearing a clear male voice from across the street, I suddenly look up.
In front of the shop that the lady was about to close, stood a young man I didn’t know, wearing a black suit.
“Yes, we’re still open.”
“Thank god. Then, I’ll have one of this…”
As I heard that exchange, I dropped my gaze to my food.
I subconsciously felt annoyed at the me who looked upwards, and frowned.
‘I am not waiting for that man or anything. That’s right. It doesn’t concern me if that guy comes or doesn’t.’
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The Fourteen Years I Spent as a Cat
NouvellesI am an abandoned black cat. Having not even been named, "I" met a human man one day. For some reason, he couldn't leave me alone, someone who didn't know love. Which is why, I decided to go live with him. Naming me Alexandria? You've got to be joki...
