Perhaps you could let your cat out and have it sniff them out. Its sense of smell is very sharp.
As Shade hesitated, "she" softly prompted him by his ear, but Shade refused without a second thought:
"No, it's too dangerous. Although the Detective Hamilton Story Collection describes Little Mia as a highly capable detective cat, those were all plots Dorothy made up. I know Mia isn't that capable. Bringing her to this manor tonight was already my mistake. How could I expose her to a demon?"
"Her" gentle laughter sounded by Shade's ear. Having ruled out the "power of the cat," Shade now had to choose, on his own, which of the remaining two animals concealed the demon.
Want to try your luck? Rely on the blessing the God of Gambling gave you.
"She" spoke softly by Shade's ear again, but Shade still refused:
"God of Gambling's Blessing is indeed effective, but at a time like this, I can't rely solely on luck. The Goddess in the Lake treated this demon's game as a test for me. That proves the game itself has an answer, and that answer requires my own thought. It definitely isn't something I can guess through luck."
He narrowed his eyes slightly, as though he had thought of something. There was one possibility: neither of the two remaining animals was Shade's target. The demon might actually be hiding somewhere else. After all, if Shade had set up this game, he would have used such a trick to deceive his opponent as well.
"Repeat the rules of the game the demon proposed just now."
Shade spoke to "her" in his heart. As the whisper at his ear gently repeated them, the demon's voice once again appeared in the gray sky overhead:
"Only ten minutes remain. Oh,