Theoretically speaking, Ethan wouldn't be considered a cat enthusiast, but opening his eyes every morning to see these leisurely little creatures undoubtedly brings joy to one's heart.
Lindong gently stroked the gray kitten a few times, stood up, and walked towards him, explaining proactively, "I tried creating some life, and so they appeared."
As she spoke, five little kittens lined up, craning their necks to curiously study Ethan.
"Is this also part of the contents of those books?"
Could it be that Lindong, much like a literary girl, can interpret the texts created by Sincaro?
But soon, Lindong denied this speculation, "It's just a feeling, um, if I have to say, it's something akin to an innate ability."
It's like becoming a cat; for her, it feels more like an inherent skill.
Since childhood, she's been favored by stray cats, who would often share food with her during her wandering days.
