CHAPTER 17: DISASTER FOOD!

What??!!

Ewww!

What the fuck is this?

Girl, you call this ’the best tasting cat food’?

It looks like it’s already been through someone’s digestive tract once... no—twice!

Mimi’s eyes widened in pure terror and disbelief. She stared at the pile of unholy goop on her plate, then at the maid Lina, then back at the plate again, as if desperately hoping this was some kind of mistake.

"Meow?"

"Meow!"

"MEOWWW!"

She meowed loudly—not once, not twice, but three times—to make her disapproval clear!

However...

"Oooooh!" Maid Lina exclaimed. "Look at Mimi! Such cute meows! She looks so excited!"

WHAT?!

EXCITED MY TINY ASS!

Mimi whipped her head toward Emilia for backup.

"MEEOW!"

But Emilia was just as hopeless!

"You’re right!" Emilia gasped. "She looks so excited indeed!"

"Yeah!" Lina nodded proudly. "Such a good girl too! She must be thanking you for letting her eat such exquisite food!"

"Awww! No need to thank me!" Emilia beamed. "You should thank Lina. She went to great lengths to get you this plate!"

AAAHH!!

NO!!

NO THANK YOU!!!

Mimi meowed her protest again.

Hiss!

Hisss!!

She turned back and hissed at the plate in open defiance.

"Eh? What’s wrong?" Emilia noticed the hiss and asked.

Mimi was about to meow at her again to tell her that the dish was shit.

But then—

[Ding!]

[Random EPIC Mission: Eat the whole plate of the best cat food in the world!]

[Reward: 0.1 Evolution Points!]

As it appeared, Mimi froze.

...

AAA!

FUCKK!

WHY???

WHY??!!!

Seriously?!

Why does this system notification have to pop up now?!

Mimi collapsed onto the table, twitching dramatically.

On one hand, eating this abomination could mean death.

DEATH!

But on the other hand... it was a random EPIC mission!

In Arventia, players sometimes receive random missions with varying rarities: Common, Rare, Epic, or Legendary. No one knows exactly what triggers them, which is probably why they’re called "random missions."

However, there’s a popular theory among players: these so-called random missions are actually the devs messing with people’s sanity, given how absurd they can get sometimes. It’s like the gods themselves trying to pull a prank.

Anyway, the rarer the mission, the harder it is to get, the more difficult it is to complete, and of course... the better the reward!

This time, the reward was a freaking 0.1 Evolution Points—literally ten times more than what a daily mission gave!

"Oh no, Mimi, are you alright?" Emilia gasped when she saw Mimi convulsing.

But Mimi suddenly sprang upright and locked her gaze on the deadly plate again.

ALRIGHT!

She had made up her mind.

All for that sweet, sweet 0.1 Evolution Points...

She was going to finish this freaking dish of disaster!

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Mimi inhaled deeply...

Then exhaled through her pink, moist little nose.

Well, since I’m a cat now, maybe my taste buds have changed... maybe this would actually be the best-tasting food ever?

That’s what she tried to tell herself.

Hoping for the best, Mimi closed her eyes, squeezing them shut tight, then leaned closer. Her whole body trembled as she stuck out her tongue and gave the plate a tentative lick.

However... the moment her tongue touched the surface...

The flavor hit her like a brick to the face!

"EUGHH!"

She almost threw up!

NYOOOO!

FUCK THIS SHIT!

Just one lick was enough to make Mimi shiver in horror! The taste was revolting! It’s slimy, foul, and clung stubbornly to her tongue!

Hissss!!!

She instinctively hissed at the dish.

The dish fought back, its stench wafting up and assaulting her sensitive cat nose.

EUGHH!

So she fought back too!

Raising her paws, she attacked on instinct!

PAP!

PAP!

Cat punches!!!

But—disaster! On the second punch, her paw sank into the vile mush, getting the disgusting gunk stuck to her fur!

AAA!

FUCKKK!

Mimi jolted and jumped so high she nearly hit the ceiling.

Aaaa!

GET THIS SHIT OFF ME!

She flicked her paws wildly, sending the vile mush flying all over the place!

Then, turning to Emilia...

"Meowowooowwww!!!"

"MEOOWWWW!"

An aggressive meow!

MASTER!

I DEMAND THIS ABOMINATION BE DESTROYED!

Yes! Mimi would rather die than eat this monstrosity!

And not only that—she turned to Lina and meowed furiously too.

"Meow!!!"

"MEOW!"

Girl, you’ve been scammed!

Whoever sold you this so-called gourmet cat food deserves prison time!

No—actually, execution!

"Oh no! Looks like Mimi hates it!" Emilia gasped, finally understanding Mimi’s distress.

"Impossible!" Lina’s eyes went wide. "How can this be? Every magical cat who tried this dish loved it! Even regular cats!"

"I guess noctifelis have their own taste," Emilia mused.

"Hmm... that might be the case..." Lina admitted reluctantly, still looking betrayed by reality itself.

And so, with visible regret, Lina took the plate away as if she were removing a priceless treasure. Meanwhile, Emilia grabbed a clean cloth and gently wiped Mimi’s paws, removing every last trace of the foul substance.

"Mimi... I’m sorry," she murmured softly. "I didn’t know you’d dislike it..."

"Meow..." Mimi replied, her tone forgiving.

Well, it wasn’t Emilia’s fault for trying to feed her that horror. At least now, Emilia knew the truth, and would never commit such a crime again!

But... Mimi still hadn’t eaten anything.

Brrr...

Her stomach growled like distant thunder rolling across the plains.

"Here, you can have mine then," Emilia said, setting Mimi back on the table and sliding her own plate forward.

Uwaaaahhhh... Masterrrr!!!

Mimi’s eyes sparkled with unshed tears.

"Meowww," she said, her voice brimming with gratitude.

"I can’t finish all this anyway. So let’s share, shall we?"

"MEOW!"

Mimi agreed instantly, her tail swishing like a happy banner in the wind.

And with that, she dug into the big English breakfast happily, while Emilia cut the food into smaller, bite-sized pieces for her. The sausage was divine. It was juicy and sizzling with flavor! The eggs were perfectly cooked, the yolks rich and golden!

And after the main dish...

TIME FOR DESSERT!

Mimi’s ears perked up, her gaze locking onto the glass cup sitting in front of Emilia. Inside it sat two perfect scoops of ice cream—one creamy white, the other rich chocolate brown—resting like precious jewels in a frosty glass.

"Eh? You want this too?" Emilia asked, raising her spoon and pointing at the ice cream balls.

Yes!

Hand it over!

Now!

Mimi demanded with another meow.

Her tail swished like a pendulum, her body leaning forward as if ready to pounce on the dessert if Emilia dared say no.