"Professor, are you looking for a respectable job?" The old man handed the form to his subordinate, then took two cups of coffee from his female assistant. He placed the smaller cup in front of himself and the larger one in front of Malin.
Malin extended a hand, and the small milk bottle on the tray floated to the Spiritual Energy Master. It tipped over in front of the tricolored little cat, as if an invisible bowl in the air caught the white liquid pouring out. The little cat hesitated in delight and surprise before enthusiastically lapping up the milk.
Malin gazed at the little cat with a look full of affection, as if he were looking back on the little stray the old dean had found years ago. It had grown old in the yard, lived in the yard, and eventually, it was Malin who dug a hole and constructed a final resting place for the old cat.
