Just as he had accepted becoming a beckoning cat at the Café, Klein only took one day to accept making money by acting cute for the head shopkeeper.
This was not a matter of dignity, but purely a practical consideration.
The loan he was carrying was not merely two thousand Gold Pounds to be repaid once. He had to repay two thousand Gold Pounds every month!
Although being a beckoning cat at the Café paid well, it was not a long-term solution.
Six hours a day in the form of a black cat meant that almost all of his daytime mobility was spent here. Only evenings and nights gave him time to move about freely.
Under such circumstances, he had almost no time to do his own things, such as attending the Tarot Club or advancing.
Moreover, Klein had not forgotten that such generous working conditions had been obtained by using up Noah's favor with Tiga.
Setting aside whether a beckoning cat—something that could be done by training a real cat, or, failing that, feeding a bottle of Spectator Potion to a dog like Miss Justice's—was worth the astronomical wage of five hundred Gold Pounds a day, the practical value of Black Cat's Bell was undeniably high.
Its effects were powerful, while its side effects were safe and could be borne by someone else.
Even if he had only been allowed to use it while working, with the side effect of that Beyonder item clearly placed upon him, that compensation would still have been reasonable. After all, turning into a cat carried no real danger or harm.
But Tiga had allowed him to keep wearing it after work, tacitly permitting him to use this Beyonder item. There was no doubt that this had only been possible through Noah's favor.
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