Chapter 87: The Prophet
This door couldn’t be opened by pushing straight from the outside, unless one pressed the door handle.
He had a strange feeling.
This cat …… Could there be something strange?
He calmly crouched down and reached out to touch its small head.
Coke very cooperatively squatted on the spot and let the “monster” stroke him gently, without any thought of resistance.
After petting for a while, he felt better, and his mood lightened a bit.
He even felt that even if Coke was a cat demon, it was okay as long as it behaved well.
Coke hadn’t shown any signs of harming him since coming here, or perhaps he hadn’t noticed before, but he could not let it go away because of being cute.
Staring at him, he silently decided in his heart to ‘monitor’ it through the Book of Travelers from Ten Directions, in future. Then he got up, and busied himself with his work and no longer paid any attention to the Coke.