Dawn's Dream, nameless alley.
Angel leaned against the slightly mottled wall at the mouth of the alley, his gaze fixed on the end of the lane.
This narrow alley, devoid of any light, had been flooded layer upon layer by mist, piling into a gloom darker than the night itself.
And now, at the end of the Dark Mist, two faint green lights lit up.
Like ghostfire drifting through the darkness.
The ghostfire drew closer and closer, until it reached nearby.
Accompanied by a meow, the ghostfire and a black shadow leaped onto the top of the wall opposite Angel.
By the soft glow of the streetlamps outside, the ghostfire's true form was finally revealed.
An elegant little black cat with glowing eyes.
"Why did you suddenly come looking for me?" Juanjuan stared at Angel with a hint of wariness. "You even came all the way here. Don't tell me you're asking me for information again?"
"I promised to give you information, but you can't ask so often..."
Angel did not respond. He merely tossed out a flat sentence. "The Flower Moon Fairies are here."
This news was like spring thunder exploding out of nowhere. Juanjuan, who had just been so carefree, instantly shed its lazy air and asked solemnly, "Is that true?"
Angel nodded. "Moon Dew just sent me a message. And she should have returned to the Witch's Cottage by now."
Emotions churned in Juanjuan's eyes—there seemed to be worry, along with a trace of panic and anticipation.
After a moment, it reined in its swirling thoughts. "Let's find somewhere to sit and talk. Mm... preferably somewhere closer to where Moon Dew opens the door."
Angel nodded noncommittally.
Several minutes later.
Inside an antique curios shop two streets away, Angel and Juanjuan sat facing each other.
Juanjuan craned