Jiang Han soaked until her skin began to flush red, then, breathing heavily, wrapped herself in a bath towel and headed back out.
This was a Cat Sea Rest Club on Long-Haired Cat Clawmark Island, located within the Cat Sea Grand Cathedral. It had now been put into use, and at Jiang Han's vehement insistence, she and the Ghost Witches had become its first batch of patrons.
The carpet on the floor came roughly up to the ankles, covered in five or six centimeters of soft, plush pile.
Chubby Ghost Cat Lamps could be seen everywhere, leisurely going about the cleaning.
Jiang Han pressed a finger to her skin and felt its warmth.
"Bathing really is the greatest bliss in the human world—the cat world too."
Oddly enough, while most Cat Lamps disliked water, they still washed themselves and soaked in baths. Perhaps it was because they were a race possessed of "civilization."
At the exit area, Jiang Han picked up a can of coffee—the unsweetened kind.
She walked along the fluffy carpet, savoring the sensation of soft fur brushing against her ankles.
This rest club was not small. On the second floor alone, there was quite a selection of delicious food.
The moment Jiang Han approached, she heard the Ghost Witches debating.
First came a soft, delicate, mild voice. One could tell at once that it belonged to their ghostly little Sister Daiyu—or perhaps Sister Daiyu? Miss Eve Harkins. Though honestly, this young lady's figure was not bad at all; she could be called a pleasantly plump Daiyu, even, in a certain sense, a "big-rig Daiyu." It felt a little too thrilling.
"If the legion sets out from the Astral Realm to conquer the Gray Galaxy, we must pass through the transmission stargate built here on Saturn."
Another voice