“I’m sure of it. Baby wildcats are spotted, not striped like you. And they don’t have such fierce cries.”
“....”
“You are, aren’t you? A tiger.”
Dohwi kept his red lips sealed, pretending not to hear and keeping his eyes downcast.
But Hoyoung slammed his hand on the table with a bang.
“That dumb fox might have been fooled, but we’re not falling for it!”
At that moment, Dohwi’s quiet eyes slid upward.
“And what?”
“...!”
“What if I am? What will you do about it?”
His lips moved gracefully as he stared at Myojin.
“You better keep your mouth shut. Cat.”
“What... what did you just say?!”
“Watch your tongue, or I’ll break your neck.”
Myojin’s lips trembled.
She exchanged a glance with Hoyoung before jumping to her feet in alarm.
It really was true.
This thing that had wandered into Mount Yeewhang was indeed a tiger—a very dangerous one!
“Y-you... Are you planning to eat Sohwa after all she’s done for you?!”
“Why would I eat something like her?”
