Scarlett Jennings looked at the Ear Mouse, who seemed to have a sudden revelation, and felt an ominous premonition.
The Ear Mouse's eyes darted around and finally settled on Scarlett's face,
then it looked at her eagerly,
"Master, would you consider keeping an Ear Mouse?"
Scarlett: ...
"No thanks, I don't keep any."
The Ear Mouse uncle wasn't giving up, "I'm easy to care for, much easier than your fox!"
It had chosen this house because of that jungle playroom inside.
Knowing it was prepared for pets, it had actually been envious.
Just, since ancient times, few humans liked mice, and although it was different from rats, it was still a mouse.
Little Pretty had followed Scarlett out of the bedroom, and upon hearing this, immediately bared its teeth at it.
It hadn't even settled the score for the stolen pet food, and now it was coveting its owner!
Seeing Little Pretty puffed up, Scarlett had to bend down to pick it up from the ground.