I immediately realized that the world had become strangely large.
The bed legs were too high, and what I thought were hands had become soft soles.
"... This is crazy."
No sound came out.
Instead, only a short question flowed out.
Ju remained frozen in place. Inside the large building was a strange cat. Gray fur, squinty eyes. It was obvious that it had a foul temper.
That's it-
9th call
The doorbell rang, and Yeoju's heart sank.
"No way... Is it a mosquito?"
Along with the sound of the door opening, a familiar voice rang out.
"Hey, Kim Yeo-ju, you contacted me again, didn't you?"
Choi Soo-bin
"What are you going to do today?"
Joo quickly hid under the sofa. His tail, disobedient, lapped the floor. His heart pounded like crazy. If he got caught, it was over. If he found out he'd turned into a cat, Choi Soo-bin would definitely—
"Oh, Soo-bin's footsteps stopped.
His gaze darted down the sofa.
"The king."
Soo-bin sat there, staring at Yeo-ju. Yeo-ju held her breath. No, she tried to kill him, but she almost let out another "ㅇ/eum" sound.
“Did Kim Yeo-ju have a cat at her house?” He raised his hand.
The heroine reflexively stepped back.
“Why are you glaring at me like that?
Subin snickered. You take after your master. You have a foul temper.”
Yeoju cursed inwardly.
This kid, who's been given a job, won't be lucky even if he becomes a high school student.
Subin sat down on the sofa without much thought. Putting down her bag, she looked around the house.
“But that’s really strange. There’s no way Kim Yeo-ju would raise a cat with her personality.”
At those words, Yeo-ju’s tail twitched.
Soobin looked down at the cat again.
Their eyes met.
Gan, Soobin's expression hardened subtly.