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 -

That evening I was behaved with bread and jelly with honey, stewed ravioli and mountain vegetables and onion soup with new onions.

Slightly sweet onion soup and a well-fed simmer were also appealing, but tonight's main characters are bread and jelly.

Its fragrant, sweet flavored soft flavors and the sweets loved by the Demon King who swings and slips on his tongue were excellent.

Everyone in the kids and the women were rejoicing and the men were also putting their emotions on that tough face when they were proud of their haulier work again.

Their job is to transport night escapees, luggage and people secretly to another land, giving them a new life.

But he said that things like seeing life on the run at night didn't really benefit him from the opportunity.

They're shadows. They say it's a fluke to leave the scene uninhabited once the goal of transfer has been achieved.

I apologize to my creditors, but I personally think it's a pretty graceful business with a prostitute.

"Patia, do you want half?

It's been so long since the fun feast started and half the bread was gone.

This is how you get your daughter. Maybe the other kids get lonely.

I am Patia's father, and not our own father, in his skin.

But I couldn't stand it.

"Yep... Yep... that, cat... Huh?!

From Patia's point of view, it seemed so incredibly barbaric to have half a loaf of honeyed bread.

I was slowly alternating my eyes with bread to see if I could get something so delicious.

"Maybe Nekotan is -... honey, hard, is it -...?

"It's not so. But I've eaten a lot of delicious food in Lehum, so I feel bad."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey cat, what did you do?!?

"Beef stew and dried sea fish."

Once I add, I am a cat human.

I am not a cat, so I do not suffer from indigestion with leeks. Onion soup is also very tasty.

"Umi...? What is that?

"It's a big big lake on the eastern edge of the continent. The water is salty and home to an incredibly wide variety of fish on this side."

Patia seemed to swell her delusions into my explanations, placing her neck directly next to her as usual to words she was unfamiliar with hearing.

Whatever imagination you're having, just a little curiosity worked.

"Umika, there's that, too. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

"Once in a while, I thought it would be quite unusual. In fact, very few of the lakes in the demonic world are connected to the sea there."

But apparently this also means that Patia and Mr. Edward have not been to the eastern tip of the continent.

That's why I did a perfectly thoughtful thing to escape into the demonic forest, he did.

"Heh..."

"Are you interested?

"Ugh! 'Cause if it's there, Patia says," Burn! "Are you kidding? Then Cat Tan, too, can be dashing, uh, Umi Oodle, Ta Ta Ta!

What an exciting idea that is again.

If we do find the lake and possess it with our hands, maybe there will come a day when we can eat that legendary cazzone or that raw azile fish.

"Oops... Cat, it's loose..."

"Right, then I'd love to. Thanks to you, I had dreams about my age."

Stroking Patia's head, the cat man took a seat with his honey bread in his small hand.

I'm a little disobedient, but Patia follows me with her bread in her grip.

"Which would you like to hear today, harp or flute?

"Hmm... that's nagging..."

Apparently, he was seeing through my aim early.

I stood in front of a small table with a harp and flute and sat down to the chair for playing.

"I gave it up! Fresh pomegranate, please! Oh, do it, Pippi! Shiro-Pi, hey, Nekotan, Poro-su!

"Piyo, Puipuy, Curlululu"

You're totally living here, you little bird.

Instead, Patia's honey bread, which should have been eaten, was revived, so that brought her back......

"Oh, yeah! Shino-Pi, I got this from Nekota - I'll just give it a little... Nekota's, gentleness, I'll take it..."

"Pussy."

Well, that's why Mr. Nekocht put a silver harp in his hand, in the middle of the dining room.

It's an interesting thing, and the noisy seats get a little quieter all the time when I'm playing the instrument.

"Oh well, yummy - ♪ hehe... ♪ Shit, I know, I know, I know, I know ♪ Oh, yeah, I did it."

Even so, in time, it was the people here who would make a scene without a problem.

If you're in an upper-class world, you might tell the performers you're rude. but Hate There was no such fashion here.

"A word of welcome and gratitude once again to the new inhabitants and to the long-time guests for whom it has been translated, and to the dependable guests"

When the musician cat human spoke up like that, he received a highly anticipated applause.

Until that Clay one, I'm a quick admirer as I say Nyanya.

Let's get started, we pulled strings with fewer cat human fingers than humans.

Some time after the performance begins, they lose interest in the melodies of the harp one by one, making a lively noise again.

That was the routine at this ancient castle Grangram and the peaceful appearance it should be.

My playing melodies give peace and fulfilment to their hearts.

As a musician, I can't be happier.

Guests are also welcome. Because that makes the night so busy.