Next door to the hall of Amanda's Best Friends House, more cats appeared.

The room was larger than the hall, just as bright and warm, and although it lacked the seemingly luxurious furnishings, the solid wood cat climbing frame and cat bed made Arthur feel more real.

When the door opened, some of the cats quickly approached the old woman, some of them wary.

Others are in cages.

It's not that the old woman is deliberately restricting their freedom, it's that these cats have injuries on their bodies, and a separate 'room' will make them recover faster.

"If you want to eat small dried fish, you want to show your belly!"

The old woman took out a handful of dried fish from her pocket.

Suddenly, all the cats gathered, and those who were vigilant were no exception.

When the cat lowered its head and ate the small dried fish, the old woman took the opportunity to stroke the two of the most vigilant ones.

The two cats were completely attracted by the small dried fish and did not resist.

Arthur glanced at it and decided to buy more small dried fish when he left later.

Then, his gaze looked at the cage on one side.

In the top cage, there is an orange cat with tabby stripes, which looks like an adult, but it is very thin, especially the cheeks are so thin that the gills of the sharp-beaked monkey are thin, and the hind legs are bandaged.

"It's a poor little wanderer, and when I found it, it was covered in wounds, especially its hind legs, which were almost broken."

"It's recovering well, though."

The old woman handed Arthur a small dried fish, and that couldn't have been more obvious.

Arthur took the dried fish and handed it to the orange cat through the cage.

After the orange cat, who was obviously not energetic, smelled the smell of small dried fish, he immediately came over, chewed it heavily, and made a gurgling sound in his stomach.

"It's docile and deagenerate."

"As a novice cat owner, it's the best choice."

The old woman introduced.

In the past, Arthur had already revealed the fact that he was a novice cat owner.

"That's it, how much do I have to pay?"

Arthur asked straight after confirming the tabby stripes on the orange cat.

"As I said, it was adopted by you, please leave your address, I will visit you every other week, and in the meantime, you need to make sure that you never abandon it again."

The old woman said earnestly.

"Of course."

Arthur gave a promise.

Now that he has been adopted, Arthur will never give up, even if his original purpose is only because of the ritual [Cat Orange].

"Please remember your promise."

"Also, please bring these."

"They're all on my mind."

The old woman admonished.

Then, he took out a cage, a litter box, cat litter, and a week's worth of cat food that had been packed long ago—neatly arranged in a corner of the house.

It is clear that the old woman has one for everyone who is willing to adopt.

"You are such a kind person."

Arthur sighed from the bottom of his heart.

The adoption of these stray cats is enough to show the kindness of the old woman, and the free adoption is beyond the expectations of ordinary people, not to mention the full set of cats needed.

"No, I'm just in the long-term business."

"Only if you use it well, you will buy it from me."

The old woman smiled kindly again, and bent down to take a tanuki in her arms, which the cat enjoyed so much, rubbing her neck and chin incessantly.

"Really?"

"Can I buy some dried fish?"

Arthur asked in an equally relaxed tone.

"Of course!"

"Welcome!"

When the old woman had finished speaking, she took the cat and walked out.

However, when he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped and asked.

"Guest, what are you going to call it?"

Arthur looked down at the orange cat, and suddenly a little lion wielding roast meat came to mind, almost subconsciously, he said.

"Pan, Pendragon!"

"Pendragon?"

"Very good name!"

"Guest, I hope you remember your promise!"

The old woman reminded again.

Arthur smiled and nodded again, just as he was about to say something to dispel the old woman's doubts—

Bang!

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, followed by a shrill and piercing scream.

"Dead!"

"Jesse is dead!"

The old woman's face changed, and after putting the cat down, she pushed the door out.

Arthur frowned.

'What's going on?' ’

'Am I really the Grim Reaper?' ’

'Where do you go and where do you die?' ’

'Impossible! ’

'Absolutely impossible! ’

'Everything was an accident...... No, no, no, the succession of accidents is too much of a coincidence! ’

Arthur's eyes were full of thought, but his actions did not stop.

He temporarily placed Pendragon's cage on the ground, and scratched Pendragon's chin with his fingers, and returned to the hall with his mediumbot to the soft cry of the orange cat.

Jesse fell to the ground.

The warm light shone on the corpse, giving it the texture of an oil painting, but it never made people stop.

There is only fear and sadness.

Linda and Ancy were already crying silently.

The servants of the three went directly to the police.

"Mr. Credos, Jesse died of allergy and suffocation."

See Arthur, Linda. Camille cried.

Arthur nodded, crouching down to examine Jesse's body.

At this time, Jesse's face towel had already been pierced, and the swollen face and lips proved that Jesse was indeed dead of allergies.

"Jesse has been allergic to cat hair lately, and we all persuaded her to rest more, but ......"

Ancy followed suit.

Allergic to cat hair and still have a cat?

Still coming to the cat's best friend's house?

How much does this love cats?

No!

To be precise, how much you love to show off!

Although Arthur couldn't see it in the next room, 1.8's [physique] allowed him to hear the words clearly, especially when the other guests complimented Jesse and Jesse responded with laughter, Arthur heard it more than once.

Without looking, just listening, Arthur could perceive the pride.

That kind of false and vain heart, Arthur stayed away.

None of that matters, though.

Now Arthur is more concerned about Ancy in crying.

The woman curled up as she spoke, looking terrified.

But from Arthur's point of view, Anxi's hands under her armpits were in the shape of fists, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned.

The skills [Eyes Like a Torch] and [Observing Words and Looks] flickered at the same time.

'Hostile to me? ’

But feel proud? ’

'Because ......'

Arthur looked at Jesse's body.

There was a sigh from the onlookers.

"What a good lady, why did she die like this?"

"I heard it's allergies, caused by that cat!"

"What?"

"I just wanted the same cat!"

"You have to be lucky, or you'll die!"

"Shut up, not everyone is allergic, Ms. Jesse is so unlucky, Lily...... It's a shame too! ”

……

The owner died of the cat's allergies.

What happens to cats?

Go without saying.

Standing on the shoulders of giants, Arthur's mind instantly popped up with too many similar cases, and the distorted emotions of those perpetrators made him grasp quite a few things in an instant.

Then, his eyes turned to the snacks on the table.

Slightly closer, quietly broke a piece.

A faint peanut smell lingers on the tip of the nose.

Then, Arthur looked at Lily.

The unknown cat squatted there and wanted to get close to its owner, but was chased away by the people on the side.

The scolding in his mouth made the cat not know what he had done wrong.

Jingle bells!

The doorbell rang, and the door of the store was pushed open again.

It's Maltz.

Not alone, in addition to the necessary patrol officers, behind the Sheriff of the Shire District, there was also a pair of middle-aged men and women, both of whom were well-dressed but had sad faces.

With just a glance, Maltz saw Arthur.

'What's still you?' ’

'I don't want to!' ’

Arthur shrugged his shoulders in acknowledgment of his innocence.

The middle-aged man and woman who followed behind him threw themselves on Jesse and cried loudly.

The two are Jesse's parents.

The woman was in mourning and fell into a coma.

After the man helped his wife up and put her on the sofa beside him, he saw Lily at a glance who had finally run back to her master while taking advantage of the chaos, rubbing constantly.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man grabbed Lily, who didn't know what was going on at all, and just wanted to get close to his master.

The man roared.

"I'll kill you, murderer!"

After yelling, you will fall.

But he was grabbed by the palm of a hand.

Yes, Arthur.

The angry middle-aged man was stunned when he saw Arthur, to be precise, he was stunned when he saw 'Anna' in Arthur's arms.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Arthur took Lily from the other party's hands.

He sighed softly—

"Okay, I saved your cat, can you tell me everything?"

(End of chapter)