"What is it, a cat... That's right, it's funny how Franz gets so aggressive."
Are you disappointed, Mary?
The cat glides on Mary's stood up feet.
"Nyah, nya, nya. Nyer."
"Oh, you're so connected to Mary."
Celia is also smiling and watching over that kitten. It's a picturesque sight indeed.
"Oh, my God, you're a thick cat..."
Mary was complaining but stroking her head a little bit.
That's definitely an exciting accent for the job.
I'm also allergic to resting until the evening like this, so from noon I did some work on repairing the broken barricaded fence around the swamp or something like that.
When a child falls, dangerous areas, etc., place warning signs in particular. This kind of place is a playground for kids to dress up on, but for that matter, accidents are easy.
Now, when I was cleaning up today's work...
"Nha, nya, nya"
Also, an earlier striped kitten was coming to Mary.
"Come on. Strawberries are leaving now. I don't even have food for you. Go home to your mother."
Mary talks to the kitten in her mid-hips.
I can't even handle the swelling and I have a troubled face.
But the cat keeps ringing, and I won't try to cling to Mary and leave.
The cat seemed so desperate that the word "sweet" didn't stick.
That seems to have felt Mary too.
"You, maybe you don't have a parent or something?
Mary can hold the kitten.
At the same time, the expression clouded.
"It's too light because of how many kittens it is. It's not nutritious enough."
Serlia took an empty box there and flew in the sky.
"You both had these things over there!
That was just enough of a box that the kitten was going to contain, with cloth laying inside.
Plus, the outside of the box says, "Somebody pick it up. Or get better and bigger in this swamp," it says.
If we had all the evidence so far, there would be no more room for doubt.
"You're a throwaway cat. I wonder if I brought it because I couldn't take care of it anymore."
If so, he's an irresponsible owner.
"Of course it's possible, but you can't just say this. It's possible the wildcat had a baby. In some areas, there are too many wildcats, and some are targeted for disposal."
Mary is shaking her body. To give up kittens like babysitters.
"I feel sorry for being disposed of, so I can't keep the kid I told the momentum to keep and let go. I imagine it all."
"Right. The problem of overgrown wildcats seems to be a problem in Wangdu these days."
Serria also has a troubled look.
"You think the number is skyrocketing with a lot of leftovers that become wildcat meals when it's Wang Du? There are many areas where feeding is forbidden, but there are people who give it because it's cute, right? So there's a conflict between the opinion that we should get rid of it because it's too much and the opinion that it's not okay because it's poor."
"Serlia, I'm familiar with you..."
"Women love cute things. I care about cats, too."
No, you usually see cats when you go to downtown Wangdu.
Our house is in the suburbs, so I didn't get the impression that it was too numerous, but in the heart of Wang Capital, it's probably growing in number too.
"Especially in districts where there is a market, the problem of cats hitting on commodities seems to be exacerbated."
"I see...... Maybe I can't tell you to leave your shop alone if it gets attacked by a cat..."
Seems like a more difficult problem than I thought.
"What do we do with coexistence between humans and animals? That's a problem that's going on everywhere. Even in the countryside, too many sea lions and boars will raze the fields, which seems to be a magical fence and all sorts of measures."
"Oh, I know the damage to those fields, too. Arienol was foolish too..."
Since Arienol comes from the countryside exactly, it seems that the beast damage caused by sea lions and boars is an unprecedented challenge. They say the Arienols hunt and use it as an ingredient, but that's something they can do because they remember it in their arms. It's not something an amateur can do.
So they say there are not enough hunters in some parts of the region to deal with the sea lions and boars.
"When we have one or two places in the Wang capital to feed us, the kittens are all getting bigger, so it's going to explode more."
"Right...... When humans supply food, the number of cats keeps increasing..."
A complete wild cat would naturally be exposed to tough survival competition, so even half of the children born would die before they were older. The cat must have had a lot of kids in anticipation of it, too.
But the King's Capital, where there are people to protect, allows all kittens to be adult cats for the next generation.
When that happens, no wonder there are more areas full of cats.
"It looks like some wildcat castration surgeries may be done in some parts of Wangdu, but I don't know, and I have a limited amount of money I can give you. That's a really tough question."
It's cute to see the kitten Mary's holding right now...... I don't have the courage to kill this cat.
Perhaps whoever dumped this kitten couldn't do that either and has dumped it here.
Also, the kitten rang "Nyah, Nyah". Am I complaining about something as a cat? Or does that mean there's nothing left to be done for survival but to ring?
"Franz, Celia, if only we could discuss social issues so much that we don't like them when we get home - I'd like to take this guy home, okay?
The look on Mary's face made me feel somewhere like a sense of purpose.
I can't look after him anymore than I've met him.
"Right. I don't mind. I don't know how much I can take care of you, but I'll do what I can."
"Yeah, it's a nuisance to leave it here."
Me and Celia accepted cat protection.