He shook his head. "I cannot. Now I really have to repay you." He said with a bit of stubbornness and pride. Since the breakfast is now all gone and he ate everything. His hair and fur are smoothen out.

"I would like to stay but that means getting a collar for me and I must agree to the rules and laws of being a pet." He said. "I'm a bad cat. I used to steal, break the rules, but because there's no way to survive in the alleyway."

Looking very defeated, "Besides, I'm ill-bred. I'm a black cat. I'm not sure if you want to keep me. People think black cats are evil and bad luck."