Deplaning

"Dust Ball, I am truly disappointed in you." Zhao Yao propped his chin on his hand before pinning her down with his intense glare, "From today onwards, no more catmint for you."

"What?" Dust Ball felt breathless when she heard it, "Zhao Yao, no …"

"Stop explaining yourself. I will only allow you to continue when you display sufficient self-restraint. Just take a look at yourself. You don't even look like a cat. When was the last time you groomed yourself?"

At the same time, an extradimensional belly gate had spiraled behind Dust Ball. The invisible deflective field started tugging at her before hurling her into it.

Next, Zhao Yao expelled every single ounce of catmint within the belly before fixing his death glare back at Dust Ball, "Use this time to reflect on your actions. From now on, you need to learn to live without catmint."