They all call me master

Arthur noticed the young girl's gaze immediately.

acquaintance?

I should have seen it at Malinda Salon.

After thinking for a while, Arthur confirmed the other party's identity.

At this time, the other party had already walked over.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Kratos, do you remember me?"

The young lady said hello generously.

"We should have met at Malinda's salon!"

Arthur said matter-of-factly.

At the same time, his eyes glanced at the cat in the other person's arms.

The black and white symmetrical cow cat is a little thin, but full of energy and not afraid of strangers. In the arms of this young lady, it looks around curiously. If the lady hadn't held her tightly, it would have already been there by this time. Jumped down.

When she heard Arthur's words, the young lady was very happy. She really didn't expect that Arthur would remember her, and she immediately introduced herself excitedly.

"I'm Linda, Linda Camille."

"Are you here to choose a cat as a pet?"

"Black cat! It must be a black cat!"

"Only a black cat can match your 'spiritual medium' ability!"

The lady in front of me was talking to herself.

In the local legend of Nanlos, there is a so-called black cat that is the favorite of 'spiritual mediums' and 'witches' - because black cats themselves can communicate with the souls of the dead.

Some people are convinced of this.

Others?

I simply believe that black cats are psychic only because some people spread rumors after they were scared by black cats in the dark.

After all, cats walk silently, and with the cover of night, it is perfectly normal to be frightened by a black cat.

Especially when the black cat appeared in the cemetery, there were many associations.

However, Linda Camille clearly belongs to the former.

Facing the young lady's expectant gaze, Arthur shook his head simply.

"No, it's an orange cat."

"ah?"

"It's actually an orange cat?"

"But the orange cat is also very cute and chubby..."

Linda Camille looked surprised and subconsciously looked for a new topic. However, Arthur's unexpected answer made the draft that the lady had just thought of useless. Now that she was searching again, it was naturally beyond her power. He was caught, so his voice became stammering.

This was evident to the two young ladies who were traveling with him.

The two men immediately came over to rescue their friend.

Like Linda Camille, the two young ladies are obviously from well-off families. One has a round face and moist eyes. She looks very cute. She is holding a pure white dog in her arms. Her face is round and her cheeks are already hairy. cat.

The cat was lazy and didn't want to move at all. It just lay in its owner's arms, its stomach purring loudly.

The other lady was wearing a veil and couldn't see her face clearly, but the cat in her arms made Arthur look twice. It was a cat with light brown ears, a face that was just right, and blue eyes. Colored long-haired cat.

Even if this cat is held by its owner, it still feels like a fairy.

'Nice looking cat. ’

‘But it should be expensive. ’

Arthur glanced at the pearls decorated by the owner in the middle of the cat's forehead and the dove egg-sized crystal pendant hanging around its neck, and he made a quite correct assessment in his heart.

"Anxi, Jesse, this is Mr. Kratos, the 'psychic medium' who has become famous in South Los Angeles recently!"

"Mr. Kratos, these two are my friends, Anthy and Jesse."

Linda Camille immediately introduced her two friends in a showy tone, but the round-faced Anxi frowned subconsciously when she heard Arthur's name.

Although it was fleeting, it was noticed by Arthur.

At the same time, Jesse, who was wearing a veil, took a step back slightly.

Arthur clearly saw the reaction of the two people.

Subconsciously, Arthur thought of Amy, the receptionist at the Joel Chok Sword Club.

There is no doubt that both of them have secrets that must not be discovered.

Linda Camille did not notice the conflict between the two friends, and she also wanted to draw Arthur into their afternoon tea party.

Linda Camille was indescribably curious about Arthur.

When she saw the newspaper, she always imagined what a 'psychic medium' would look like.

cloak? Crystal ball? Ouija board? Black cat?

Images from the novels she had read emerged in this lady's mind, and when she saw Arthur in Lady Long Night's salon, although she did not see the cloak, crystal ball, Ouija board and black cat, she was not disappointed. , but I feel more and more that a 'psychic medium' should be like Arthur.

Not only can he communicate with the dead, he can also be gentle and polite, and most importantly, he is considerate.

It's a pity that this psychic already has his heart set on something.

Linda Camille is not as bold as those women.

Of course, those bold women may have been frightened in recent days.

That lady of the night is absolutely terrifying.

Fortunately, she had no other thoughts than curiosity.

Linda Camille told herself this.

But facing the lady's expectant gaze, Arthur shook his head.

He hadn't forgotten why he was here.

What he needs is to complete the [Cat Orange] ritual, not attend the tea party.

"Feel sorry!"

With these words, Arthur walked towards the old woman.

He wanted to ask the other party specifically about the price of the orange cat.

"Adult tiger-striped orange cat?"

After handing the water glass to Arthur, the old woman confirmed Arthur's request.

"right!"

"Do you have any here?"

Arthur asked, nodding.

"There isn't one here, but there is one in the next room - if you don't mind looking for a cat of your own through adoption."

The old woman said while observing Arthur's expression.

When he found out that Arthur wasn't unhappy at all, he was slightly relieved.

There are not many people raising cats in South Los Angeles, but most of them are wealthy people who buy them at high prices. Few people choose to adopt them because it will lower their status.

It will be considered as a loss of status by others.

In particular, some nobles and businessmen attach great importance to this.

As for civilians?

A cat that can catch mice is a good cat.

Arthur guessed what the old woman meant by asking, but to him, an adult tiger striped orange cat would be fine.

other?

It doesn't matter.

"plz follow me."

After the old woman said hello to the three young ladies, she signaled to the guy on one side, and then led Arthur to the room on the side.

Behind Arthur, Linda was a little disappointed.

However, the lady was soon drawn into a new topic by her two best friends.

Under the warm light, three well-dressed young ladies sat around the tea table, holding their cats in their arms and talking softly.

There was constant laughter and a harmonious atmosphere.

Coupled with the kittens in the arms of the three of them, this picture has a soft light filter, which makes people yearn for it.

Sudden--

"Ah sneeze!"

Jesse, wearing a veil, sneezed.

"Jesse are you okay?"

Linda and Anxi looked at their friends with concern.

"it's okay no problem."

"Are you still allergic to cat hair?"

"It was fine before, but I suddenly started getting allergic to it for some reason."

"I've been wearing a hijab, but it still doesn't work."

Jesse waved his hands repeatedly.

"Jesse, you should make a full recovery before coming back to Cat Friends Home!"

Linda sighed.

"If I could, I'd love to stay here every day. It's paradise here - allergies are just a small thing, right, Lily?"

Jesse picked up his cat without any care and kissed it again.

This scene made Linda sigh again.

Anxi on the side took out the snacks she had brought.

"Try, my special snack!"

"Very delicious sweetheart!"

Linda praised.

Jessica also spoke highly of it.

The three of them were drinking tea, eating snacks and petting the cat.

As usual, every customer who enters the store will notice the three of them, and then when they see Lily in Jesse's arms, they will cast envious eyes and start asking the store clerk if they have similar cats. When he got a negative answer, his envious eyes became more intense.

Jesse, who was wearing a hijab, couldn't see her expression. She just put Lily on the table so that everyone could see it more clearly, with a deep smile in her eyes.

Suddenly, he smiled.

Then dissipated.

Only pain remains.

Jesse clutched his throat and fell to the ground.