Gloom

Chapter 153

He shook the puppy a little. He raised his head toward her and lowered her pointed ears. I made an unfriendly face.

"It's thirty centimeters long," I snapped. I couldn't even scare my cat.

—They have to give themselves away when they are puppies, otherwise they would never accept another owner. —He grimaced and let out a short sigh, with a certain tedium, as if he were already beginning to get tired of insisting—. "Come on, Amy, give it a chance," she asked in a more serious tone. If you can't get used to it, then I'll take it.

I sighed in return and rolled my eyes at the sky, giving up.

I glared at her as I reluctantly reached out to grab the animal. He was somewhat heavy for his size, his black fur-covered skin burned as if he had a fever, and I wondered if that was normal. I examined him carefully, as if I was afraid he was going to bite me at any moment, but he just lowered his head, looking a little sad. He knew very little about dog breeds, but because of the tiny pointed ears a