"What the hell?"
The moment Klein saw the first sentence in Perrdax's Diary, his expression turned into "subway old man looking at phone.jpg." Even the Clown Potion's power could not suppress it. Fortunately, his face was shrouded in dense Gray Fog; otherwise, Mr. Fool's dignity might have vanished in an instant.
"So Assassin Cats really can turn into catgirls!" Klein could not help recalling the question Miss Justice had asked before. Sure enough, only rich people have the right to turn such absurd ideas into reality.
After calming his emotions slightly, Klein continued reading—
"Chocola's transformation was perfect. Well, actually, I am not very satisfied. She did not even have cat ears or a cat tail. What kind of catgirl is that?"
"No, it would be stranger if she retained feline traits. How would cat ears grow from a human skull? And if her tailbone were that long, how would she sit down?"
Klein grumbled inwardly, but his eyes did not pause as he kept reading. As expected, he soon saw the following words—
"After research from every angle, I finally confirmed that Chocola had no physiological differences from an ordinary human woman. Even the punitive heat cycles of felines had become rewarding ones. Furthermore, because of the painful experiences cats themselves had endured, they would have considerable advantages in acting as Demoness of Affliction and Demoness of Pleasure. Of course, after comprehensive experiments, I also discovered ways in which she differed from normal humans."
"Chocola's throat, or rather, the transformation of her vocal cords, was incomplete. Although it did not hinder her speech, she made a 'meow' sound when breathing in. I have to say, that is quite an interesting trait. In addition, due to feline habits, Chocola could not walk upright on two legs very well after becoming