“He
won’t release me,” Suke smiled cheerfully.
“He’ll order me hanged and display my head on a pole as a warning to
others. I don’t mind. Death will free me to enter my next
incarnation. This time, I hope I return
as a cat.”
“A
cat.” Hiro had to ask. “Why do you want to become a cat?”
Suke’s lips curled into a knowing smile.
He raised a hand to wipe the tendril of drool that started down his
chin. “Cats catch mice. Mice eat grain. Grain makes sake. As a cat, I’ll find a brewery and kill its
mice. The grateful owner will give me a
bowl of sake every day!”
“Cats don’t drink sake,” Hiro said.
“I
would,” Suke said.
(from Flask of the
Drunken Master by Susan Spann)
8*/10. The complete review is here.
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