[𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕] 사라진 고양이의 행방 | 마감을 향해 달려 비밥 재즈 🎧 The Whereabouts of the Missing Cat 🌃🎷Bebop speedy jazz

It was a rainy November evening. Sakurai, a freelance investigator known as the "Cat Detective," was sitting by the window of a run-down cafe. Just then, a young girl pushed the door open and walked in. "Please find my cat." The girl held out a damp piece of paper. In the photograph was a cat with snow-white fur and striking blue eyes. Her name was Yuki. She had been missing for three days. "Is it possible she just lost her way?" Sakurai asked. The girl shook her head. "Yuki never goes far." The request seemed simple enough, but something was off. Everyone who claimed to have seen Yuki last said the exact same thing: "Around 10 PM, I saw her walking toward the end of the alley." "Which alley?" "The one leading to the abandoned hospital." Sakurai headed there immediately. The hospital had been shut down twenty years ago. The main entrance was locked tight, but there was a small gap near the base of the perimeter wall—just big enough for a cat to slip through. The inside of the building was choked with dust. But on the floor, an unusual trail caught his eye. Cat paw prints. And it wasn’t just one set. There were dozens of them, all heading in the very same direction. Down to the basement. Switching on his flashlight, Sakurai made his way down the stairs. In the basement, he found a small room. And there, at last, he spotted Yuki. But something was wrong. Yuki was not alone. Flanking her were over a dozen other cats, all of whom had previously been reported missing. Curiously, they all looked perfectly healthy, and there was an ample supply of food. Someone was clearly taking care of them. At that moment, a voice echoed from behind. "So, you found them." It was a white-haired old man. "Did you kidnap them?" Sakurai demanded. The old man offered a soft smile. "No. If anything, I’ve been protecting them." He held out a worn notebook. Inside, names and addresses of various cats were meticulously cataloged. "Once the urban redevelopment begins, the stray cats will have nowhere to go. So, I brought them here for a while." It was a plausible story. Yet, Sakurai noticed a jarring detail. The names in the notebook—aside from Yuki's—all belonged to cats that had vanished ages ago. At least ten years prior. Cats that should have been long dead. Sakurai asked quietly, "How long have you been keeping this notebook?" The old man’s smile vanished. "For thirty years." In that instant, the chilling truth dawned on Sakurai. This man wasn't someone taking care of local cats in the present day. He was the veterinarian who used to work at this very hospital thirty years ago. The problem was, Sakurai recalled seeing an old newspaper article about him. The vet had passed away fifteen years ago. The old man spoke in a low, measured tone. "The children aren't ready to go home just yet." The beam of the flashlight flickered violently. Every single cat in the room turned its gaze toward Sakurai all at once. Blue eyes, yellow eyes, green eyes. And from the center of the crowd, Yuki cried out softly. Meow. Sakurai blinked. In that split second, the basement became completely empty. No cats. No old man. There was nothing left. The next morning, Yuki was found sitting right outside the client's front door, perfectly safe and sound. However, a small metal tag had been newly added to her collar. Engraved upon it were the words: "Every cat eventually finds its way home." And right beneath that quote was the name of the veterinarian who had died fifteen years ago. 👐Timeline👐 41:50 Calm jazz Created with the help of AI. #jazz #mystery #cowboybebop #bebap #noir #whiplash #jazzplaylist #missing #cat #novel