Chapter 30

Even so, if you ask me, this situation is a bit weird.

Somehow, I just feel tired.

Somehow, I don’t want to think.

It’s like, even if I try to sit down and think hard, my brain refuses to process all the information I’ve been working hard onto.

Even my thoughts have become strange…

“Well… does it matter?” - The cat said while gromming himself.

Maybe it does.

Maybe it doesn’t.

“Then, why questioning in first place?” - The cat said while straching his ear with his back paw.

My brain became white for a long, long time.

Honestly, I had no answer for the cat this time.

“Cat got your tongue? Oh no.” - He said while straching his back onto the ground.

He is right.

There is no answer.

There is no need for an answer.

“Weren’t you obsessed with doing things ‘properly’?” - He stared at me.

That’s when I realized.

Cats don’t talk.