Beast Taming: After the Engagement Is Broken, My Sickly Cat Becomes a Nuclear Bomb

The whole school laughed at me for awakening an F-rank useless sick cat with only seven days left to live.

The campus belle called off our engagement, and everyone filmed themselves mocking me.

That is, until the physical fitness test, when an SSS-rank Golden Flame Dragon Hawk blasted me with dragon breath at three thousand degrees.

The sick cat in my arms yawned.

The next second, a mushroom cloud rose from the middle of the field.

The nuclear radiation reading was four hundred times over the limit.

The principal dropped his teacup, and the campus belle collapsed to the ground.

I turned and walked away with the cat in my arms. "It only yawned. I can't promise I'll be able to contain the force of its next yawn."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.