Universe Infinite Canteen

"That's right." Old Wang nodded affirmatively, "All biological characteristics match."

"Why was she so terrified? Did something filthy suddenly pop up in the room, or was there a monster? Oh no, Mr. Furball..."

Ma Lu initially wanted to rush in to save her, but then he thought that if there really was danger inside, he shouldn't risk himself too—this was the main plane, where you couldn't respawn after death like in other planes.

Find your next adventure on empire

And judging by the way Wei Jingyan fled, she was indeed terribly frightened.

However, as Ma Lu hesitated, Mr. Furball's voice already came from inside, "Come in, there's no one else here."

"You sure?" Ma Lu stepped one foot forward but then hesitated again and pulled back, asking quickly.

"What did we agree on to signal me if you weren't in any danger after 5 minutes?"

"Meow meow meow meow meow~" Mr. Furball meowed weakly a few times.

"So there really is no danger inside, and you're not possessed by something unclean. Then why did Wei Jingyan run away?"

Ma Lu walked in and found the room in chaos, with broken cups and dish fragments everywhere, tables and chairs thrown all over the place.

And Mr. Furball just stood in the eye of the storm.

"Your paw... is it hurt?" Ma Lu noticed a patch of crimson on the Ragdoll cat's left front paw and asked with concern.

"It's nothing," Mr. Furball waved his paw, "I just accidentally stepped on some glass just now."

"Did Wei Jingyan do all this?" Ma Lu surveyed the room again, "So you were arguing? What about?"

"I don't know, I had just started talking, hadn't even got to the proposal part when she went crazy and started throwing things at me. Then she screamed as if I was taking her to get spayed or something."

Mr. Furball looked at Ma Lu again, "Did she really say she'd marry me if I could talk?"

"Mm..." Ma Lu recalled carefully and confirmed, "She did, I remember it quite clearly because there aren't many women willing to marry a cat these days."

"It doesn't matter anymore," Mr. Furball said, "we're finished anyway."

"Uh... maybe give her some time? Most people need some time to accept this kind of thing."

Mr. Furball shook his head, "No, you didn't see the look she gave me just now, it was as if I were one of those slimy, fanged monsters from 'Alien'."

"Just a moment before, she was hugging me, saying she would prepare a big meal to reward me well."

At that moment, Old Wang suddenly said, "I recently learned an idiom, it's 'Ye Gong Hao Long,' which refers to someone who professes love for something but doesn't actually love it and even fears it."

"I know about dragons, those mythological creatures with claws, but why would anyone be afraid of a little cat?" Mr. Furball puzzled.

"Maybe because you can talk," Old Wang suggested.

"Garfield can talk, and no one is afraid of him."

"It might also be that what she fears is not you, but the shattering of her fantasy. People worship angels because those angels are always above them, holy and solemn.

"But if someone found out that those angels take public transport home after work to a rented apartment, fight for discounted veggies in the supermarket just like them, surf risqué content online, and suffer from athlete's foot and hemorrhoids, those believers wouldn't worship them anymore," Ma Lu said.

"I haven't even gotten to the part where I confess to her about watching cat videos and heavy drinking," Old Wang said.

Mr. Furball licked his injured paw, "But it doesn't matter anymore. Women are like that, their love comes fast and goes fast, too. Speculating about why they left will just waste our lives."

"So, what are you planning to do next?" Ma Lu asked.

The Ragdoll cat cocked his head to think. "I plan to continue working in your restaurant, producing Cat Urine Beer until death.

"But that's for later. Tonight, I just want to find a place to have a drink and celebrate my return to single life. I haven't been out much before, do you know where I can find a singles party?"

"It's pretty late now, it'll be hard to find one on such short notice," Ma Lu said. "If you want to drink, just come back home with me, right downstairs. My fridge still has beer, Old Wang can make some snacks, and if you want to drink Erguotou, I can go to the nearby 24-hour convenience store to get you a bottle."

"Thanks. Could you help me take off the engagement ring from my tail first? It's been tied too long, my circulation feels a bit blocked. Oh, and be careful not to touch my balls."

"No problem." Ma Lu squatted down and helped Mr. Furball remove his proposal ring.

Just then, a pigeon flew in from outside the window and perched on the sill, its red eyes closely scrutinizing the man and cat inside the room.

Ma Lu tentatively called out, "Brother Pigeon?"

Then White Dove's voice echoed in his mind.

"I've received a tip-off that you're suspected of intimidating a native of this plane."

"You're on top of things. Are you working at the office for Misuse of Magic under the Ministry of Magic?"

"Don't play the Harry Potter card with me; I'm serious," White Dove said, looking sternly at Mr. Furball.

"I warned you not to let the humans here discover you're a cross-dimensional traveller, much less use that identity to intimidate them."

Ma Lu hurriedly explained, "It wasn't intentional, just a beautiful misunderstanding. Miss Wei has always had… strong feelings for Mr. Furball, and Mr. Furball was just about to reciprocate those feelings tonight, planning to start a new chapter of life with her."

The pigeon did not speak, but Ma Lu vaguely saw three question marks appearing over its head.

After a moment, it spoke slowly again, "I don't want to interfere with your emotional lives, but please respect my work as well. If there's a similar situation next time, remember to apply with me first so I can take care of it at the earliest if something really happens."

"Sorry," Ma Lu said. "It's our first time; we've got no experience. We've caused you trouble, Brother Pigeon."

Hearing this, the pigeon's expression softened and after pausing, it continued, "Fortunately, the incident isn't too serious. Just pay a fine of 200 Star Currency."

"I don't have Star Currency," Mr. Furball said. "I only have Cat Coin."

"I can cover it for you first." Ma Lu, seeing the pigeon's expression souring again, quickly said as he paid, and then asked, "By the way, how is Miss Wei Jingyan now?"

"After leaving here, she immediately bought a train ticket back to her hometown and is now on her way to the train station," White Dove said. "Luckily, it was discovered early so the impact isn't too big. You don't need to worry; I'll take care of the follow-up."

"Thanks, Brother Pigeon. We were just about to go home for a drink. Why don't you join us? I still have some of that kind of small bread you like."

White Dove shook its head. "I still have work to do; you guys go ahead. But remember to file an application first next time something similar happens."

After saying this, it spread its wings and flew out of the window.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om