A small white-collar worker, a stray cat, a rental house, three meals a day;
Buddhist office workers don't fight or grab, they just want to cook;
I don't want to fall in love or have an affair, I just want to cook;
She never caused trouble, but trouble got to her.
Calculating? She is not a dumpling, and she will stay with her until the end!
Chasing her? That won't work, I can only slip away.
This is a plain and warm food article about the solitary life of a cat slave woman.