[Furry + Cute Pets + Chat Group + Shura Field + Slap in the Face + Daily + Healing + Horse Loss + Hidden Boss]
I opened an "adult education class" to seriously teach adults calligraphy, tea art, vocal music and shaping.
Neighbors looked at the word "adult" and said that I was doing a shady business.
Until that day, "Do you still remember the fox you saved?"
I accidentally clicked on the group link attached to Fox Terrier in the owner group, and unexpectedly broke into a strange chat group.
"I chewed off the legs of the sofa today, and when my dad came back, the sofa collapsed hahahaha!"
"I only chew small dried fish. If you chew on things like furniture, you will get scolded."
"I can open the refrigerator, but my mother put a child lock on it. I hate you all."
- I thought they were role-playing.
As a result, three trainees came to the door quickly the next day: one wore a collar, one was dressed like a spy, and one had a cold and vicious tongue.
Later, a mouse entered my house, and the group said hello.
A white cat, a husky, a golden retriever, and a weasel came.
The mice are gone and I'm almost out of bath towels.
The most scary thing is the group leader. He looks at me as if he has known me for a long time.
Longer than "a long time".
Now I have to think before class every day: Are my students today human or furry?
And, is that group a pet simulator?
