The matter of how to select the Demon Hunters for this "tourist sightseeing and research (being researched) group" was something for people in charge like Grigoriwen and Hassu to worry about. Hao Ren had only given them the number of available slots and the deadline for waiting for notification before preparing to take his leave. As he rose, he saw Cat Girl snoring lazily in front of the fireplace. By then, she had curled herself into a tiny ball, her furry ears twitching faintly toward the fire, her tail swaying gently at an incredibly slow pace. She looked completely ready to fall asleep—the excitement and restlessness she had shown upon arriving had vanished without a trace.
A warm fireplace plus a soft blanket was practically an addictive process for a cat. If someone gave her some catnip too, Hao Ren had no doubt she would immediately swear allegiance to the Demon Hunters...
"Roll." Hao Ren stepped forward and tugged Cat Girl's tail. "Let's go, let's go."
"Big Cat..." Cat Girl lazily wriggled her body, her voice sounding as though it came from a dream. "I've decided to make up my morning, noon, and evening naps, meow..."
"Well, look at you getting sleepy now." Hao Ren's eyebrow twitched. "Come on. We've finished the serious business, so now we can go catch some cod."
Roll lifted one eyelid slightly, her voice growing even more ethereal. "What's cod? I don't want it anymore, meow."
Hao Ren immediately began to cough dryly. "Ahem... You were so eager to catch fish before we came. How did you end up like this in no time at all?"
Nangong Sanba patted him on the shoulder. "Landlord, let me tell you: cats are incredibly fickle creatures, and women are incredibly fickle creatures too. When those two species get