Chapter 29

"But how can you smell cat on Myohan? Just because he has a cat? That shouldn't be possible."

The lead at the tip of Jagyeom's mechanical pencil broke with a small snap. O Shin got up again, clearly interested.

Sinsul looked down, biting his pen, and then he opened his mouth.

"Because I have a good sense of smell?"

No one bought that. No, only Jino nodded. Sinsul smiled sheepishly to see the other's doubtful faces. Myo Cheong smacked innocent Jino's head hard.

"What? Shit, that makes no sense?"

No one had a sense of smell good enough to smell someone's pet kitten on him. Only some animals could do that. It was similar to Myo Cheong overhearing their conversation while standing outside the sickbay. Jagyeom tried saying Sinsul's name a few times, and then he frowned. He had the best instincts among them, not counting Myohan.

"You're the dog, aren't you?"