“…Uh, little buddy? I’d appreciate it if you came out. Ahjussi’s in a hurry. Mind moving?”
“Meooow.”
“….”
…This was troublesome.
Jeong Gilgaon folded his arms and pressed his chin lightly with his car key. How was he supposed to overcome this obstacle? Think, Jeong Gilgaon.
“No, but it’s not even the middle of winter. Why is a cat under my car…?”
“Myaa.”
“There are plenty of other cars over there. Could you move just a little? Don’t you think that car is a bit too expensive to be reduced to your personal heater?”
“Myaaak!”
“Okay, okay. Got it. Calm down. What kind of temper does a cat have?”
The cat was far too small to drag out by force and move aside.
Judging by its size, it looked like a kitten, but what was it doing in a place like this without its mother?
Jeong Gilgaon stared down at the little black kitten in distress for a moment, then cautiously approached and abruptly pulled open the car door.
He had only done it hoping…