Chapter 1011

Shizuka set down the "murder weapon" and rubbed her forehead in some exasperation. "I'm asking you—this... let's call it a cat, this kitty—who among you plans to adopt it?"

The result was obvious: whether it was Naruko or Chigimiya Oto Riri, neither of the two was willing to give up "custody rights." Just as a new round of bickering was about to take shape, Tsukuyomi Xiaomeng and Jiliang Miye, who had been passing by in the corridor outside and had their gazes drawn by the noisy voices, spotted their companions.

"Riri-chan, what on earth happened?" Xiaomeng asked curiously.

"So that's what happened." Having learned the whole story, Tsukuyomi Xiaomeng shot Chigimiya Oto Riri a stern, reproachful glare, but after that everything returned to normal.

"Since you two arguing on like this won't get anywhere, why not just wait until the kitty wakes up? We'll see who it takes to more."

Even if it meant embarrassing Tsukuyomi Village further, Chigimiya Oto Riri was still her companion after all, so if she truly was desperate to have this kitty, then picking a proposal slightly favorable to her own side seemed like a pretty good idea.

"So that's how things stand." After reporting the whole matter to Young Yuanzi, she felt the resentful gaze of Chigimiya Oto Riri behind her—where exactly had she gone wrong?

Xiaomeng could only sigh helplessly.

It turned out that when the kitty had woken up earlier, the first scene its eyes beheld was both girls stretching their hands out toward it.

Startled, the kitty suddenly bolted and, by no coincidence at all, landed right in the arms of Tsukuyomi Xiaomeng, who had been watching from the side. The next moment, before Xiaomeng herself had expected it, her "Dragon Pattern" activated.

Everyone was stunned by such a strange phenomenon, and by the time they came back to their senses, Xiaomeng and this "kitty" seemed to have established some sort of connection.

"So this creature of unknown origin—will the Zidaren Society allow us to keep it?" Lying face-down on the inn's bed, Chigimiya Oto Riri faced the "kitty" eye to eye. Perhaps the drug's effect had not yet worn off, for the kitty was still in a state of slumber.

"Don't you think it's a bit too late to be worrying about that now? Earlier you were acting like life and death depended on it, insisting you had to snatch it away to raise." Leaning halfway against the wall, with most of her body weight given over to it, Miye was already speechless.