Two hundred years ago, I thought I needed a helper, so I decisively and semi-forcefully snatched a cat.
Every day for the next two hundred years, I felt gratified and regretted my decisiveness.
In the past, the attackers were more than twice as weak as the ones above. However, this cat was indeed powerful, and it was suspected of turning against the enemy.
Now that the two-hundred-year contract is coming to an end, I have decided to grant amnesty to the world and end this cat's painful servant life a few days early.
But to be honest, the reason why I robbed... The boy was because I really needed a helper?
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