"Can you stop it or not! Can you stop it!"
"Day after day... endless!"
In the bookstore window, the Yellow Flowered Cat, whose conversation was interrupted, stood upright with its two paws gripping the wooden fence on the window, like a prisoner confined in jail, glaring at the Fox keeper outside tapping the tuning fork. It couldn't help but bang its round head against the glass window, muttering, "…Life is unlivable!"
Completely forgetting the situation on Lantern Festival night when it praised 'youth is wonderful.'
But no matter how it smashed the window with clanging noises, the passersby outside turned a blind eye, and no one inside the room echoed its performance.
So, after hitting the window for a while, the Flower Cat turned away in dismay, sat down at the window with its fluffy long legs spread wide open, maliciously exposing two fluffy balls towards the direction of the small heater.
