After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 665

"I’m glad you’re alright," he said, looking at the cats, who apparently helped her a lot.

Good kitties…

"What about them?" he asked, gently extending his hand towards the felines on her lap. The cats, unsurprisingly, ignored him.

He didn’t mind at all though. He was used to the cats’ ’kingly demeanor’. "When did you meet them?"

Ryan actually really liked cats. He and his sister had one when they were young. Too bad it got hit by a car. They couldn’t bear to get another pet after that.

He had told this story to Gwen back when they were talking.

At this, his mind couldn’t help but go to those memories. Thinking about how he acted back then, he couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. It took him quite a long time after getting her number before he actually pressed ’send’.

His opening line was ’Checking if you’re alright. Mission was dangerous’, which now made him cringe quite a bit. However, Gwen gracefully played along with him, telling him she’s alive and well, though she thinks someone was following her. She then asked if he wanted to go and check it out.

He was a love idiot and didn’t notice the flirtation at all, thinking it was serious. He was assigned in the barracks at that time so it was easier to ask for leave. He called to ask where she was so he could go there.

She laughed and it was only then that he realized what was going on. Still, he was willing to go see her but sadly she said it was her brother’s homecoming and the family would be spending time together.

He was sent to a mission closely after that and their correspondence was purely by message, which eventually turned to calling each other when they could.

Then that fateful mission came and he never saw her—or his family—again, not until now.

This was the first time they met face-to-face after that, and he felt a bit giddy seeing her now.

His pondering was interrupted when he felt a soft hand hold on to his.

Ryan flushed but didn’t pull out his hand, and he flinched when he realized she was pulling his hand so he could pet the feline. "C’mon, he’s your dad, greet him well."

Ryan froze until his face turned red, and he didn’t even notice when one of the cats—the male with black pelt—jumped onto him.

The cat settled on him, though his mind was on their entwined hands.

Gwen smiled and looked at him. "I’m happy you’re okay," she said. When he went away, all she knew was that he was sent to a secret mission.

She hadn’t heard from him since. It so happened that her only possible source of information, her brother, went missing so she was clueless for both cases—which to be honest didn’t do her psyche any favor.

Seeing him now made her so happy, and it was partially because it gave hope that maybe she could see her other loved ones again.

Ryan smiled, finally gathering his wits to hold her hand in return. "I am too. I never thought that…" he shook his head, diverging for the dark topics.

Instead, he chose to discuss the happy ones. "Did you always have the cats?"

"They transferred here with me," Gwen said, "They’re called Kat and Raffy. They’re small, but they’re feisty. They saved my life quite a few times. This one is even my battle pet now."

"Battle pet?" Ryan exclaimed. He had heard of it, but hadn’t seen one before. He then felt a slight sting in his fingers and he looked down, realizing the cat bit his other hand!