"Let's give you a name, shall we?"
The man's delicate, jade-like eyes crinkled in a smile as he pinched the little piglet's ear.
"How about," he mused, stroking his porcelain-smooth chin, "we call you Fatty?"
The little piglet instantly flew into a rage.
'How insolent! The nerve! To dare besmirch my name!'
She propped her front trotters on the man's thigh, tilted her little piggy face up, and mustered all her might, preparing to give him a good scare.
But all that came out was...
"Oink."
It was a soft, adorable, and terribly weak sound.
The piglet's remarkably human-like expression seemed to crack.
"Or maybe..." The man started thinking again. "Pinky?"
The little piglet glanced down at her body, then suddenly squealed in indignation.
'So he's just judging a pig by its appearance! Pfft!'
'First "Fatty," now "Pinky"?'
'He has no respect for piglets at all!'
'I will not change my name, no matter what! I am Zhu! Yu! Run!'
