I dropped the food back on the plate and sat up straight. It seemed everyone else saw the window too, but they had already had their first bite damn it.
Why did I have to wait to see if it was poisoned? Damned old habits.
But for all the rage in me at the food, there was also another part of me that was rejoicing.
Not at the dozens of level up notifications, nor the ones about the Apocalypse.
No.
I was excited about something else.
My gaze fell on the being right next to the table, chowing down on its food with the slime sitting across it.
It too, had received the same notification.
I could hear its neck creak as it turned toward me in fear.
Yes.
I could finally kill Cat.
The others were still processing the scenario when I reached into my pockets. Cat jumped up straight and growled.
"Stop! Stop meow! You forced the role on me! It wasn't a choice meow."
