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[It would be difficult to say where the Cat is exactly, since the scene is simply of the ceiling and him standing on it.]

You'd best get started on your way up. But don't linger. No, it would be too dangerous.

[The Cat lowers itself, settling down with its paws tucked, eyes closed. It almost seems like it's smiling, but it would be hard to tell, it being a Cat and all. Either way, it certainly looks smug as it sits there, its tail dangling in the air. Its twitching just a little at the tip.]

No matter how high you climb, they'll still be there. Waiting.

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Which tea room? Could I wait and meet you?

You may come and find me.

[So magnanimous!]

I'll see you soon.

[And as quickly as possible but still making everything look presentable enough, Minato brought a plate of raw salmon over to the tearoom. He asked for a bowl of white milk for the Cat too while he was at it.]

[The Cat is waiting for Minato, perched on the seat of a chair at a table, looking for all the world like a young child waiting for its food.]

Hello Arisato Minato.

[Minato set the plate on the table along with the bowl of milk.]

Hi.

[He was tempted to pet the Cat, but wasn't sure if he could, especially if it was going to start eating.]

[The Cat dips its head to try the salmon and begins to purr, turning transparent at its edges.]

[Since the Cat started to eat and was disappearing, Minato took his chance to pet it, feeling its fur and checking if it was solid or not.]

[There is something solid there, though the edges behave like a hologram. The Cat's fur is a bit coarse.]

[Minato thought the Cat was cute in its own way. He petted it some more.]

Where do you stay when you're not here telling us about events?

Wherever I like.

[True. Minato didn't stop petting the Cat though.]

That includes the Mirror Side?

Everywhere.

Do you like living here?

If I did not like it where I am, where I am would change.

[Convenient. He petted the Cat some more.]

But if other people like it elsewhere, how come they can't go back home?

[The Cat finishes the fish and flops down on its side to clean one of its front paws. It continues to purr.]

I am not other people.

[Minato moved the milk closer to the Cat.]

You won't let them go home?

I am a Cat. I will let them do as they like. What do I care?

[Minato shook his head.]

They are doing as they like. You're not letting them, I mean.

What am I doing, then?

I think that's the problem? You're not doing anything.

It is not a problem for me.

I know not for you, but maybe for them.

[Minato wasn't pushing for anything, really, just stating his opinion.]

If I wanted to talk to you again, how would I message you?

You could simply call my name. Although Cats are not known for coming when called.

If I had fish and milk for you, would you come?

	
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