Simone flinched and stepped back.
Hey? There was no story about the corpse moving back when you put a soul in it?
“...”
While she was trying to hold onto her dazed mind, the cat blinked, seemed to take in the surroundings, then got up and came out of the hole.
Huh? Huh? Are you alive?
'Oh, or possession?'
On the outside, it looks like a cute cat, but on the inside, it's like an evil spirit that just keeps repeating 'kill, kill'.
Oh, no, that thing that went inside is an evil spirit.
"...Crazy."
I don't understand it at all.
While Simone was blankly staring at the cat, the cat stretched out its legs proudly, shook off the dirt from its body, and sat down quietly, wagging its tail.
'If you look at the actions, you're definitely a cat. Or a demon? Huh? Huh? Huh? Yeah?'
Even if a demon did that, it would still be a demon. If it entered a cat's body, it wouldn't have become a real cat, right?
If that's a demon, I'll just scratch it with my claws and do my business-
“Honey, are you done thinking?”
"...Uh?"
Simone screamed and stumbled back.
The cat spoke.
And that too with a very heavy accent.
Simone's head was filled with questions.
“Speak?... Huh?”
Despite her fuss, the cat calmly groomed its paws and then looked back at Simone and said.
“Is it more surprising that this body speaks than that a lowly demon speaks human language?”
Who are you?
When Simone looked at the cat with a bewildered face, the cat snorted again and said, "Insignificant!" before approaching Simone.
“Don’t come here. Go away.”
What the hell are you coming at me for?
Simone thought as she gradually lost consciousness.
'Please, shut your mouth...'
Isn't it usually considered a secret that only the main character knows about the talking cat?
In any novel, talking animals only reveal their identities in front of the main character and his party, and act like normal animals in front of other characters.
That's just talk.
“Shut up? Tsk. Baby, stop thinking and come to your senses. If you hold out any longer, your brain will melt.”
Ah... I keep thinking about that...
Simone lost consciousness.
Her vision was dark as if there was ash on her eyelids.
Simone, frowning in frustration, began to look around calmly.
A fireplace with a burning wood fire, rocking chairs, and wooden furniture.
Even though it was black and white, it felt cozy as if someone had been there just a moment ago.
'I think I've seen it somewhere.'
That cozy room, the furniture arrangement, the rocking chair that rocks without people in it, and the black cat on it.
Everything she's seen, even the colors in black and white, has been reproduced exactly as is.
Where have I seen you?
Yeah, she saw that black cat there too.
Her memory wasn't that bad, so normally she would have recognized where she had seen this scenery before, but since it was a dream, she couldn't remember it on the spot.
At that time.
Found it
Red, bloodshot eyes filled my field of vision.
“Huh!”
The moment Simone took a deep breath, she woke up with a violent convulsion.
“Ugh... Phew...”
'A bird, I remembered.'
That black cat. She wondered where she'd seen it before.
This is the cat that was in the hidden room that was seen with detection magic when solving the case of Viscount Delang who was sacrificed by the Occult Society.
The appearance and the distinct difference in eye color are obvious, and Simone's intuition tells her otherwise.
The cat she saw back then and the talking cat were the same cat.
'But why that cat?'
That room is the room where Anasis, who was vaguely summoned, stayed. Then, isn't that cat Anasis' cat?
Why did it suddenly come into this mansion, die, and come back to life?
'Spying?'
Did he come to observe Simone, who would one day become his master's vessel?
“Stop thinking useless thoughts. You’re not born with that kind of blindness.”
“...”
Oh my gosh, that's a surprise!
Simone looked at the cat quite calmly, despite her shock.
Surprise once, surprise twice. If you're not surprised, once is enough.
Then the cat that was sitting quietly on Simone's stomach and wagging its tail spoke.
“I heard you were so shocked inside.”
Anna. How on earth do you know what's really on my mind?
Cats are cute.
But talking cats aren't cute.
Therefore, Simone's gaze towards the cat was not very kind.
“Who are you? Why are you here?”
“Why am I here? You passed out while we were talking, and you woke me up.”
Me? When?
“Still, you woke up earlier than I expected.”
Simone looked out the window at the cat's words.
It was still dark at night. She must have passed out for only a short time, considering she had exerted herself so much and even lost consciousness while vomiting blood.
'Have you been unconscious for an hour or two?'
“I wasn’t in a condition to wake up in three days.”
"...Three days?"
Three days?
Three days have passed? So the night she sees outside the window now is not that night, but three days later?
The cat frowned when Simone seemed to not understand at all, and pecked her belly before descending to the floor.
“How pathetic. It’s a sin to have that much power and yet be so ignorant. Why can’t you assess your own physical condition?”
It's so unfair. Why do cats have to say things like that?
When Simone looked at him discontentedly, the cat climbed up onto the table and sat down, saying.
“Well, I guess I can teach you that little by little.”
“Yes? But I’m sorry, but aren’t you a demon?”
“...No. It doesn’t taste good, but it provides decent nutrition.”
“Then aren’t you Anasis’s pet cat?”
“This is crazy!”
“...Yes? Huh?”
Simone, who had been calm and composed the whole time, was startled by the cat's screams and suddenly realized something was strange and looked around.
The ground, the room, the building were shaking with his anger.
A heavy energy that fills the space in an instant.
Is this really the cat's anger, or is it just a badly timed disaster?
Simone turned her gaze to look out the window. The outside was very calm and undisturbed.
The only thing shaking was Simone's room.
What the hell is that cat? Simone thought, staggering back and forth. The cat snorted and its anger subsided.
“Honey, even in this situation, you try to figure out the situation rather than being wary of me. Well, that’s not bad.”
“...”
“But don’t bring up that guy Anasis in front of me. I’ll tell you the reason for that today, at the end.”
Simone kept her mouth shut and listened to the cat for a while.
Honestly, she still doesn't know what's going on with the cat talking, but this cat really does seem to have a strong connection to Anasis.
'I think that would be quite helpful.'
Found her third staff candidate.
The cat laughed like a mountain spirit, satisfied that Simone was keeping her mouth shut.
“I Anasis first teacher.”
“...”
“And the first human to be cursed by him.”
Crazy. It was bigger than I thought.
Hey? There was no story about the corpse moving back when you put a soul in it?
“...”
While she was trying to hold onto her dazed mind, the cat blinked, seemed to take in the surroundings, then got up and came out of the hole.
Huh? Huh? Are you alive?
'Oh, or possession?'
On the outside, it looks like a cute cat, but on the inside, it's like an evil spirit that just keeps repeating 'kill, kill'.
Oh, no, that thing that went inside is an evil spirit.
"...Crazy."
I don't understand it at all.
While Simone was blankly staring at the cat, the cat stretched out its legs proudly, shook off the dirt from its body, and sat down quietly, wagging its tail.
'If you look at the actions, you're definitely a cat. Or a demon? Huh? Huh? Huh? Yeah?'
Even if a demon did that, it would still be a demon. If it entered a cat's body, it wouldn't have become a real cat, right?
If that's a demon, I'll just scratch it with my claws and do my business-
“Honey, are you done thinking?”
"...Uh?"
Simone screamed and stumbled back.
The cat spoke.
And that too with a very heavy accent.
Simone's head was filled with questions.
“Speak?... Huh?”
Despite her fuss, the cat calmly groomed its paws and then looked back at Simone and said.
“Is it more surprising that this body speaks than that a lowly demon speaks human language?”
Who are you?
When Simone looked at the cat with a bewildered face, the cat snorted again and said, "Insignificant!" before approaching Simone.
“Don’t come here. Go away.”
What the hell are you coming at me for?
She doesn't know about anything else, but at least it's a dangerous-looking person, no, a cat.
That makes sense. Cats and humans have different vocal organ structures, so isn't it suspicious that they speak human language so casually?
“Oh, right. Don’t be scared.”
Then the cat stopped in its tracks and clicked its tongue.
“When a child is scared, my heart feels uneasy.”
“...”
“One, dear. If you send me away from here, I don’t mind, but you will be kicking away my fortune.”
"What?"
Are you a mountain spirit?
Of course, Simone also knows that there is no way a mountain spirit could exist in this world.
But that was the tone of this cat's speech.
It sounded like the speech of a mountain spirit who was about a hundred years old.
What do they call these god-like people in this world?
“Hmm, your thoughts just won’t stop.”
Simone looked back at the cat as if escaping from reality, lost in thought. The cat opened its mouth to say something to Simone, then clicked its tongue again and looked behind Simone.
“Tsk! Your guardian is coming without giving me time to explain.”
Simone turned around at the cat's words.
Grand Duke Illestone and Kelle were coming here.
The cat glared at the two, not seeming pleased with their appearance.
“You woke me up without knowing anything. Honey, go to your room to find out more-”
“Ugh! Ugh!”
Before the cat could finish speaking, Simone's body fell over and she vomited blood again.
Late in the day, drowsiness set in from the hellish pain and exhaustion.
When Grand Duke Illeston saw this, his expression hardened and he quickly approached Simone, who was about to fall, and caught her.
Blood dripped from Simone's mouth. The voice of the Grand Duke of Illeston grew louder as he witnessed this.
“You, blood! Kelle.”
“Yes, I will call a healer.”
“I guess I was overdoing it. A little more-”
“You knew that the child was struggling alone, and you just stood by and watched?”
Grand Duke Illeston turned his head at the sound of a voice coming from somewhere, then flinched and stopped moving.
“The cat speaks...?”
That makes sense. Cats and humans have different vocal organ structures, so isn't it suspicious that they speak human language so casually?
“Oh, right. Don’t be scared.”
Then the cat stopped in its tracks and clicked its tongue.
“When a child is scared, my heart feels uneasy.”
“...”
“One, dear. If you send me away from here, I don’t mind, but you will be kicking away my fortune.”
"What?"
Are you a mountain spirit?
Of course, Simone also knows that there is no way a mountain spirit could exist in this world.
But that was the tone of this cat's speech.
It sounded like the speech of a mountain spirit who was about a hundred years old.
What do they call these god-like people in this world?
“Hmm, your thoughts just won’t stop.”
Simone looked back at the cat as if escaping from reality, lost in thought. The cat opened its mouth to say something to Simone, then clicked its tongue again and looked behind Simone.
“Tsk! Your guardian is coming without giving me time to explain.”
Simone turned around at the cat's words.
Grand Duke Illestone and Kelle were coming here.
The cat glared at the two, not seeming pleased with their appearance.
“You woke me up without knowing anything. Honey, go to your room to find out more-”
“Ugh! Ugh!”
Before the cat could finish speaking, Simone's body fell over and she vomited blood again.
Late in the day, drowsiness set in from the hellish pain and exhaustion.
When Grand Duke Illeston saw this, his expression hardened and he quickly approached Simone, who was about to fall, and caught her.
Blood dripped from Simone's mouth. The voice of the Grand Duke of Illeston grew louder as he witnessed this.
“You, blood! Kelle.”
“Yes, I will call a healer.”
“I guess I was overdoing it. A little more-”
“You knew that the child was struggling alone, and you just stood by and watched?”
Grand Duke Illeston turned his head at the sound of a voice coming from somewhere, then flinched and stopped moving.
“The cat speaks...?”
Simone thought as she gradually lost consciousness.
'Please, shut your mouth...'
Isn't it usually considered a secret that only the main character knows about the talking cat?
In any novel, talking animals only reveal their identities in front of the main character and his party, and act like normal animals in front of other characters.
That's just talk.
“Shut up? Tsk. Baby, stop thinking and come to your senses. If you hold out any longer, your brain will melt.”
Ah... I keep thinking about that...
Simone lost consciousness.
***
Her vision was dark as if there was ash on her eyelids.
Simone, frowning in frustration, began to look around calmly.
A fireplace with a burning wood fire, rocking chairs, and wooden furniture.
Even though it was black and white, it felt cozy as if someone had been there just a moment ago.
'I think I've seen it somewhere.'
That cozy room, the furniture arrangement, the rocking chair that rocks without people in it, and the black cat on it.
Everything she's seen, even the colors in black and white, has been reproduced exactly as is.
Where have I seen you?
Yeah, she saw that black cat there too.
Her memory wasn't that bad, so normally she would have recognized where she had seen this scenery before, but since it was a dream, she couldn't remember it on the spot.
At that time.
Found it
Red, bloodshot eyes filled my field of vision.
“Huh!”
The moment Simone took a deep breath, she woke up with a violent convulsion.
“Ugh... Phew...”
'A bird, I remembered.'
That black cat. She wondered where she'd seen it before.
This is the cat that was in the hidden room that was seen with detection magic when solving the case of Viscount Delang who was sacrificed by the Occult Society.
The appearance and the distinct difference in eye color are obvious, and Simone's intuition tells her otherwise.
The cat she saw back then and the talking cat were the same cat.
'But why that cat?'
That room is the room where Anasis, who was vaguely summoned, stayed. Then, isn't that cat Anasis' cat?
Why did it suddenly come into this mansion, die, and come back to life?
'Spying?'
Did he come to observe Simone, who would one day become his master's vessel?
“Stop thinking useless thoughts. You’re not born with that kind of blindness.”
“...”
Oh my gosh, that's a surprise!
Simone looked at the cat quite calmly, despite her shock.
Surprise once, surprise twice. If you're not surprised, once is enough.
Then the cat that was sitting quietly on Simone's stomach and wagging its tail spoke.
“I heard you were so shocked inside.”
Anna. How on earth do you know what's really on my mind?
Cats are cute.
But talking cats aren't cute.
Therefore, Simone's gaze towards the cat was not very kind.
“Who are you? Why are you here?”
“Why am I here? You passed out while we were talking, and you woke me up.”
Me? When?
“Still, you woke up earlier than I expected.”
Simone looked out the window at the cat's words.
It was still dark at night. She must have passed out for only a short time, considering she had exerted herself so much and even lost consciousness while vomiting blood.
'Have you been unconscious for an hour or two?'
“I wasn’t in a condition to wake up in three days.”
"...Three days?"
Three days?
Three days have passed? So the night she sees outside the window now is not that night, but three days later?
The cat frowned when Simone seemed to not understand at all, and pecked her belly before descending to the floor.
“How pathetic. It’s a sin to have that much power and yet be so ignorant. Why can’t you assess your own physical condition?”
It's so unfair. Why do cats have to say things like that?
When Simone looked at him discontentedly, the cat climbed up onto the table and sat down, saying.
“Well, I guess I can teach you that little by little.”
“Yes? But I’m sorry, but aren’t you a demon?”
“...No. It doesn’t taste good, but it provides decent nutrition.”
“Then aren’t you Anasis’s pet cat?”
“This is crazy!”
“...Yes? Huh?”
Simone, who had been calm and composed the whole time, was startled by the cat's screams and suddenly realized something was strange and looked around.
The ground, the room, the building were shaking with his anger.
A heavy energy that fills the space in an instant.
Is this really the cat's anger, or is it just a badly timed disaster?
Simone turned her gaze to look out the window. The outside was very calm and undisturbed.
The only thing shaking was Simone's room.
What the hell is that cat? Simone thought, staggering back and forth. The cat snorted and its anger subsided.
“Honey, even in this situation, you try to figure out the situation rather than being wary of me. Well, that’s not bad.”
“...”
“But don’t bring up that guy Anasis in front of me. I’ll tell you the reason for that today, at the end.”
Simone kept her mouth shut and listened to the cat for a while.
Honestly, she still doesn't know what's going on with the cat talking, but this cat really does seem to have a strong connection to Anasis.
'I think that would be quite helpful.'
Found her third staff candidate.
The cat laughed like a mountain spirit, satisfied that Simone was keeping her mouth shut.
“I Anasis first teacher.”
“...”
“And the first human to be cursed by him.”
Crazy. It was bigger than I thought.
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