"I don't even seem to have an owner right now, so could you look at the backyard if you like?
The clerk whispered in a small voice.
Needless to say, the answer is yes.
Me and Mary also spoke to Celia and the Doctor.
It's about backyard, so I thought it was the room right behind me.
But we were guided - to the basement floor of the clutter building.
At the end of the stairs that came up, there's just a thin dirty door, and it doesn't look like there's a connection to the cat cafe.
At the end of that door...
There were plenty of cats that were more laid back than just now.
"Wow, this is... terrible..."
Celia held her mouth and said nothing more.
Mary and the Doctor seemed out of line in the first place.
Some cats are so debilitated that they don't have much life left.
"The owner tells me that the cats here are children who have unfortunately fallen ill."
Well, some cats will get sick, but not one or two. The number of patients who have been infected with infectious diseases in the village.
"And... sometimes, cats are gone. The owner says he's taking you to an animal doctor... because there's no cat back from there..."
Look at the clerk's face, okay.
It means the owner's words are incredible.
We think so, too. Perhaps the owner is disposing of it, or the cats at death are being taken somewhere and dumped.
After all, it's not much different than killing these cats because they won't be able to get dumped and put on a meal.
Makes me want to block my eyes.
I feel like I've been sacrificed and dragged to hell.
With many cats, even trouble can happen that's different than just having one cat. Some cats will complain of malaise. Maybe it's hard to get that to a complete zero.
Even so, this number is still abnormal.
Simply, I can't feel love.
Are you saying that what you need most in commerce with animals is missing......
"I still have another room ahead of me. These are the new cats I plan to work in this store."
The door was even thicker and no longer like a prison.
Even such thick doors can hear voices in the back.
That was a rough scream of struggle.
"Huh!" "Huh!" "Whoo!" "Shh!
The cats were rampaging around in the door.
There's even a guy bleeding.
I don't even have to use my magic "dialogue with cats". You'll just hear grudges when you use something like that.
I was curious to see how Mary had not spoken from earlier.
Wouldn't you be crying in too much shock?
And I don't think so, but if I'm gonna get in trouble and do sabotage, I'm gonna have to stop it.
Mary stared at the sight of that hell.
Just as it is my duty not to turn away.
Just squeeze your hands tight.
Otherwise, cat lovers can't stand this misery.
Then, Mary said this quietly.
"These children are not even the ones whose owners forced them to let go. He's a born wildcat. I catch wildcats and bring them here."
Nor did the Doctor say that was unfounded, etc.
I guess you're right. Too much, the cats here are too violent.
"I don't know a peaceful filled life. Just fight to the end and die."
There was a tough sound there that I couldn't help but thrust away.
It would have been painful to say that because you are Mary, a cat lover.
"So, but... some wildcats and others stick around... some people keep them and make them happy as house cats..."
I also knew that my words were out of focus as a follow-up. But I felt like I had to say something.
"I know. Of course, not all wildcats are so violent. It's the environment."
Mary looked around the room.
"The room is too small. There's a lot of cats out there, so there's an intensification of territorial strife. The size of the room doesn't match the number of cats."
The female clerk was also nodding.
"Right...... I can't help being small in a cluttered building, but I also think there are a lot of cats I can bring..."
"Kushi! Kushun!"
Also, the Doctor was sneezing.
That's about as good as it sounds. This must be quite a cat allergy.
Besides, it's something that's going to make you ill just to see the sight in your sight.
"Shall we go home now, Doctor? You should get some rest at home."
"Right...... Maybe it's good enough for me to be with Nightmare..."
We greeted the female clerk and left the store behind.
Then a few minutes later.
"You know, could Celia take the Doctor home? I have something to shop for."
That's what I said, I turned back.
and walk alone with me.
Most of all, I soon found out that one more shoe sounded.
Mary is following me right next to her.
"I knew Mary didn't want to go home like this either."
You don't have a problem destroying bad guys.
"But the bad guy's probably not in that store,"
Me and Mary went back to that cat cafe and talked to the female clerk.
Frankly, it was our purpose to tell us what we knew about the owner.
I don't think that's just a good thing to say to a customer, but the female clerk told me what she knew.
This man trusted us and entrusted us.
"There's no one bad for a cat lover. Thank you. Thank you for your courage."
Yes, Mary said.