Izutsumi's eyes narrowed as she stared down the black cat —or whatever name you give it— that had taken up residence in her home and taken a liking to her girlfriend. Why would you choose to adopt a cat when you already had her. Sure, take in a stray because you had a soft spot for animals, that sound very nice of you, but after that why not just send it off to someone else that also love animals instead of kept it.

And to make matters worse, it have to be the one with fur just as black as her own.

Not only that, the cat seemed to have a knack for sitting on your lap and purring contentedly, as if to rub it in her face that she was no longer the sole recipient of the affection. When the cat and Izutsumi made eye contact, their fur ruffling with the sound of a hiss.

In a fit of jealousy, Izutsumi blurted out, "Want to play a game?" Her voice was dripping with sarcasm, but the cat seemed to sense the underlying anger and jealousy. Its head jerked up and it hissed again, clearly felt threatened. "The game called 'Throw that ugliest ball of fur out of the window', pretty fun game once you try it. I think it should be quite obvious by now what happens in the game. You hold it by its scruff of neck and throw it straight out the window...with some force behind it. The goal is for the thing to fly so far away from here, preferably never come back."