I am a cat, a government-issue police-dog-training cat called 007 at the police station, where I worked around the clock.
This life was exhausting. After dying in the line of duty, I prayed that in my next life I'd be a cat who slept around the clock. I never expected cats to be different from people: I was reborn eight times with my memories intact. Maybe that's what my coworker meant when he said, "Cats have nine lives."
A cat's memory... doesn't retain anything important, and forgets things in a flash. All I have left of my memories is a tiny bit, and I can't even remember it properly.
In my first life, I was a calico perched on a tree branch. A group of boys playing volleyball rescued me. I think someone saved me once before, too. I naturally like kind humans, so I decided to catch crows for them every day.
In my second life, I became a nekomata. One day, while I was out looking for food, I saw a maneki-neko talking to a boy. I rushed over because I wanted to ask them something.
By the time I got to them, I'd forgotten what I wanted to say.
In the end, I followed my instincts and punched the maneki-neko, scolding it: "You can't become a spirit after the founding of the country. Didn't you go to cat college? You have no catly virtue. A cat like you doesn't deserve to be called a cat teacher."
In my third life, my name was Mimi. Somehow, there was a human soul inside me. He said he wanted to protect his city. As a people's police cat, of course I'd support him.
I told him I also had people and a city I wanted to protect, but I'd forgotten where they were.
In my fourth life, I became strange. I turned into a monster driven by instinct. I wandered aimlessly until I saw someone who should have been dead come back to life. I desperately wanted to learn how to do the same, as if someone was waiting for me to bring them back to life.
They didn't believe me. They said I was a cursed spirit, born to be the enemy of humanity.
In my fifth life... So you were the one who said I had nine lives.
In my sixth life... So you were the one who saved me.
In my seventh life... So you were the one who warned me not to become a spirit.
In my eighth life... So you were the people I wanted to bring back to life.
At last... my memories awakened.
Theme: The idea that cats have nine lives is false.
