"What's your name?"
"Lietta."
Lietta looked up at the creature with orange fur and four short legs, its body seeming like a puddle of liquid.
In her understanding, a "body" was much like clothing in human eyes to her kind.
Lietta did not understand why her brother had put on such strange "clothes."
"Lietta... you can stop nodding now."
As the orange cat questioned Lietta, her head continued bobbing without pause. Lietta had been born less than a year ago, and in her limited time, she had been taught one most important thing: listen to her elder sister and brother.
Lietta had always followed that teaching obediently and seriously, including now.
At the orange cat's signal, she stopped nodding. At the same time, Lietta looked again toward the Sewing Gang members in the corner who were playing the Little Tyrant.
"Can that human be eaten?" Lietta suddenly asked, pointing at one of the Sewing Gang members.
"Eaten... are you hungry?"
The orange cat's fur stood on end. Though Lietta looked like a human little girl, her essence was an Avatar of the Gray Mist. It was perfectly reasonable for her to see humans as food.
Lietta shook her head. She had eaten a Lizardman that morning. It had not tasted very good, but it had at least filled her stomach.
Through Lietta's gaze, Joshua realized that what she wanted was the Little Tyrant in that Sewing Gang member's hands.
"Come with me first."
The orange cat jumped down from the round table before Lietta. Lietta stood as well and followed behind it.
This was the leaders' lounge of the Sewing Gang, and also Joshua's laboratory. He had built a test arcade machine here.
The orange cat led Lietta to the arcade machine and jumped directly onto its control panel.
Lietta,