She paused and looked up at the strange moon in the sky:
"During the full moon, wishes reached their peak, and Phantom-Made Species took the opportunity to breed and thrive..."
She turned back and winked at the two of them:
"Just like documentaries say: spring is here, everything is coming back to life, and it's breeding season for monsters again."
She waved a hand:
"The novelty should've worn off by now, right? Shall we keep going?"
After passing the mech armor display, the three of them arrived at another café.
The café's storefront was small, but exquisitely decorated.
The signboard by the entrance featured all sorts of adorably clumsy cat doodles—some smiling with narrowed eyes, some stretching, and some chasing balls of yarn.
Its handwritten sign read Dreamless Café, with tiny cat paw prints decorating the edges.
Cat-shaped stickers covered the floor-to-ceiling windows, through which they could see the cozy interior.
There were natural wood tables and chairs, cat-themed paintings on the walls, and a row of cat-shaped ornaments on the counter.
"Dreamless Café is a chain opened by cat Phantom-Made Species. The coffee and desserts here are both delicious," Sparkle introduced.
"Is the staff a cat too?" Yan Huan asked, pointing at the bespectacled girl behind the window.
She was a young woman in her early twenties, dressed in a maid-style café uniform—a black dress paired with a white apron, with a bow tied at her collar.
She wore round-framed glasses. Her eyes behind the lenses were large and bright, framed by thick, curled lashes.
Her long brown hair was tied into twin tails behind her head, the ends curled into soft waves.
Resting her chin in both hands over the counter, she watched the pedestrians outside with a smile.
Hearing Yan Huan's question, she gave him a sweet