Let's set up a hideout for the exiles on the edge of the demonic realm - a cat banished from the demonic realm, but the most powerful daughter of mankind picked it up -

"Welcome...... to what?

"Yeah, I'll have some milk, then."

I went into the liquor store I was looking for.

I used to go by that before, but the master has already turned into someone else. Well, it happens a lot.

"Which is the payment? Three for Gard, one for Acheron."

"In the Gard, please"

When you put the gold on the counter, the master soaks the milk for the cocktail into a wooden cup.

"You heard me. Milk, too."

"The one who comes to the tavern and orders milk, I've never seen it before."

"Gahaha, you miss your mom's tits! I know how you feel. No, no!

A visitor in the field is saying something. Ignore it because it doesn't have the benefit of causing noise either.

Young people won't know, the depth of milk you drink in the tavern.

"Excuse me, customer. Not quite, except for some, which must be unusual."

"I know, I don't mind"

I really just wanted to order some matatabi liquor.

But if you do that, you'll be suspected of being a cat human.

Plus it was strictly forbidden by Rick before he left.

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Before we leave...

"Okay. But just promise me this... I won't let anything happen to Matabi liquor, that's the deal..."

"Hey, you don't have any credit. Well, I don't mind."

"Make it milk if you ask me, it's nutritious"

"Speaking of which, you haven't had a drink in a while. Let's do that."

If you buy a cow or a goat as livestock, it would also be a scar on the earth, but that was still going to be a long way to go.

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How could that have been delicious milk?

Slowly rubbing it, I waited for the opportunity.

It's time, okay, I put it between carefully, played casual and asked the master.

"By the way, has the Baron (...) come to the store lately?

"Is that a job offer? Then it's time to put your face down."

"Well that's the place. Actually, it's for him."

In this town we can use the human currency, the Gard, to pay.

If you correct the original, it is copper, silver and gold, so it seems to have come into circulation as normal in the towns of the hunters of man.

"Okay, I'll tell you when the Baron gets here"

"Thank you"

When I let him grab about thirty gards on the master's arm, he laughed at the cash.

Ahead I just waited with a little chick and some milk I don't know what I'm good at but it's delicious.

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A while later the Master stood before me.

The purple skin and horns of the demonic tribe, high in height, look down upon me.

"Please wait."

Additional milk has been placed on the counter.

I didn't order it. The master looked behind the store.

"I don't know who it is, but I'll call you when we make a scene."

"Don't worry there, it helped anyway"

Moved away from the counter to the back of the dark shop, to the baron. Of course I have the milk from the service.

Now let me tell you a little bit about it, the Demons fall into two categories.

He who has an appearance close to a human being, like the master of the demonic tribe or Rick earlier, and a appearance far from a human being like me or Migo.

Some claim that the former is a mixture of demonic and human race, but that is unlikely. It would be a thing called an aerial resemblance of other races.

Yes, I've gone far. The Baron is the latter. I sat in the seat across from him without permission.

"Grrrrr......"

The Baron wrinkles the suspicious Hood man who naturally appeared suddenly on his suspicious and grumpy face.

That's the mess again, his race, no. It's tribal saggy.

It was supposed to snort and split my smell. Go ahead, do what you want, and so on.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr...... oh man, you know what? I hate you the most in the world..."

I know.

But I dare to return this place in silence and taste my seventh glass of milk today like it's nothing.

"I like milk......, because it's cozy, slightly sweet, and tastes like my mom. But he's not the only one who's impatient!! Oh man, I'm gonna pump!!

"Oh, what's that smell?"

"You've made up your mind! This smell smells like a cat bastard - ahhhhhh... what?!

His name is Baron Henry Gustav. It's a lineage from when the demonic world was still aristocratic.

Its nobles have lost their power due to the rise of the Three Demons, and even a handful of them already have territory. Unfortunately, he is also one of the landless nobles.

That Baron has long hated cats and the smell of cat humans for some reason.

It was through the smell that I, who sat before him, was a cat human, and I was made to sneeze the strong side of my bulldog face.

He was also an old species, a species called the Inuhumans.

"What have you done? Whether you look like a ghost or something you've seen, I'm in trouble. Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"So, I was, I'm sorry, I'm lying, huh?!

"Quiet. However, please avoid the inadvertent screaming of the name of a cat human. There's no way he's alive."

The Baron rose his box seat and signaled to follow him just by his neck.

Pay the demon currency Akelon to the counter and leave the store. I went after that.

He chooses to go back streets where there are few people.

When I try to walk next door, don't line up, don't get along. It's the end of fleeing early.

"Migo was here the other day. I don't know if I'm gonna mess with you, if I persist."

"There's nothing there, so it's sad."

No, wait, but that's...

"But that's odd. It's weird that he killed his mentor himself, but he came to you to confirm his life and death."

"Pull it out. Oh, fuck you, you're especially catty!

Luckily he opened his mouth to this when the crowd was gone.

If you go back to the Demonic Realm, it's very strange.

"You smell like a dog."

"Ahhh?! Don't treat me like a dog, I'll bust you, I'm a Wolf!!

"Well, I've never seen a saggy wolf like that in the last 300 years."

It was a nostalgic exchange now.

The Baron occasionally says his bedtime words. There's no way there's a wolf like you.

"I'm so, so fired!!

"Baron, that's all you get when you get angry..."

Let's add, he's the principal of the Chamber of Commerce.

He was a low boiling point guy, and when he got angry, he had a bad habit of saying he didn't care who fired him.