If Cats Disappeared from the World

by Genki Kawamura

Then the ball made a sound—“miaow”.

“miaow”.

“miaow”

I just kept quiet and held the cat in my arms. He felt warm and soft—a smooth, fluffy ball in my arms.

Before, I would hold him and pet him without thinking about it much, but now, for the first time, it occurred to me that this is what life was all about.

!

Something about all this made me feel like I’ve been lucky to have lived after all.

“Miaow.”