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 -

There was also a healthy man and tart's ankle, and the journey to Lehum came to a quick end after noon on the second day.

Now there are bright times and the Demonic Cat Human hides himself inside the carriage.

We have traveled west to east through the city of Lehum, rocked with gatangotons by the distorted wheels on our long round trip.

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"Now, if you'll excuse me around here,

"Aye, tired...... ha!? Wait a minute. Okay, if you need a priest, I'll take care of you!

Tart tends to be misunderstood by people because of his intense temper, but he is a very accommodating and caring person.

Otherwise, the men would not have dated her and me so far.

"No, that's right. You must be tired, too. So this time I thought I'd ask her (...), Heather"

"Heather, are you going to use her?!

This is my friend from the Liseri flower sales era, Heather from that energetic florist.

"Yes, we rely too much on you. We need to decentralize the work that can be distributed."

"No, I'm happy about that feeling... but it does seem like he has a deal with that kid, the diocese, too, so it might be good for a liaison officer to the priest... It's that personality, I'm worried you won't get hurt. I'm..."

There, well, when they say so, I'm also a little...

I don't know if it's the type of guy who sticks his neck in the extra thing and reverses the situation.

"Don't worry, I used to be a teacher, and I'll make it work there. Besides, if you break your body, we'll be in great trouble. And all the men, of course."

"Ha, what are you talking about? Go!

I put my hood back on and packed myself.

Finish inspecting plenty of roadblocks, dry meat for expeditions, and boneless new rapiers.

"Yeah, totally. Sister, let's have another drink and rest today."

"Oh, Mr. Electrum is right, if my sister breaks her body, I'll be dark first!

"I had a beer. My sister said the usual, wet, bad beer in the tavern is calling us!

You're admired. Well, maybe I just want to have a drink, but here we are, and the men have a beloved sister.

"Oh, they can't help but say they're in front of a guest already... All right, let's go get a drink now!

"Is it a treat for your sister after all? - Huh!?

By the way, I left that big backpack in the tart.

Too much loading. Instead I borrowed a light skinned pouch that the adventurer would use.

"Don't tell me what I don't need to hear! Oh, are you leaving already?

"Yes, Tart, and on behalf of the men and everyone inside, I would like to reiterate. Thank you, you are the men."

"Hey Anta, don't put your temper in a painful frame!!

"Oh, this is rude. But I don't know anyone more masculine than you, then."

Discard me. I jumped off the back of the carriage.

I also think words of protest flew in from the tart.

But I am not willing to bend.

I've never seen a man like you do before.

With my feet I blended into the city of Lehum, and went for Heather's Florist, the central cathedral district.

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The window upstairs at the florist was open.

From there I snuck into the building and found her life.

It's a residence, not a store, and it's a lot cleaner than I thought.

There was no plant appearance, there were stylishly decorated tables, shelves, and beautifully tidied beds.

It's also something that has another face of the person, glancing from life.

Apparently Heather was firmer than I or Tart thought.

Well, then I pretended like the windows were ringing in the wind.

It was with guttangatang and noisy noises that she called in, as she came to close the window.

"Are you here?"

I lost so much, my energetic footsteps rushed up the stairs.

It's a bad idea to see him as he is, so I decide to stick him in the four corners of the ceiling and take the back.

"That's crazy..."

Heather opened the door to the room and checked the back window.

Though I closed the window that was fully open, the upstairs sky must have been utterly windless.

"What...?"

In the gap where she is opening and closing and checking the condition of the window, I jump down from the ceiling and stand on my back with silent feet.

Me, maybe this is how I like to intimidate people.

"Mr. Heather, I'm busy."

"Heh heh heh heh?! Whoa, hey, hey, why are you here, cat!?

Speaking up, Heather was jumping back as soon as she looked back.

As expected. Cathumans bowed politely and kept their bad taste in play.

"I snuck in, on my own"

"Heh ~ That's right - Hiya... I'm surprised!"

"I'm sorry, I look like this, so I'm having a hard time getting in contact from the front."

"Hmmm...... there you go Cat! So what? How can I get paid again!?

When you do this, the tart holds to its roots.

Heather was refreshed though.

I laughed at this surprise with pleasure and started talking about money in cash as well.

"No, that's again, isn't it a little too soon to talk?

"Because we're florists. You think you're shopping for us?

"I see...... well it's quick and helpful to talk. but there was a message to you before that, would you like to go ahead"

"What, a message? Oh, Mr. Tart?

"No, it's from Liseri."

It must have been a feeling. With one name, Liseri, the noisy maiden silenced.

Instead, turn your back on me, rub your eyes and look back here again.

"Say."

"Yes.... Heather, I'm sorry to bother you. I'm fine, I'm happy over here. So don't worry. Thanks for that and the flowers, I'm glad. … that's why."

"Sooo..."

Liseri's message gave Heather relief and a little tear.

Slip through my neighbor and sit back on a beautifully organized table.

So I rubbed my nose quietly and my eyes were rubbed.