After tidying up the Safe House again and sealing it, Arthur headed upstairs.
After rounding two turns in the stairs, the young Medium saw Pendragon lying in the cat bed, pretending to sleep. Although Pendragon had been quiet enough, the [Cat's Orange] Ritual allowed Arthur to sense clearly how his cat acted utterly indifferent on the surface while secretly worrying about him, never letting the slightest disturbance go unnoticed.
How should he put it?
A little kitty who never meant what he said was simply adorable!
"Hehehe, little kitty, come let Daddy hold you!"
Chuckling mischievously, Arthur scooped up Pendragon and vigorously rubbed and ruffled him.
Pendragon struggled fiercely, but there was no escaping those wicked hands.
In the end, he could only lie limp in Arthur's arms, resignation written all over his feline face.
Only after a full five minutes did Arthur return Pendragon to the cat bed. He also signaled for Kuliqi to come back and stand guard at the small sitting room's entrance before heading to the kitchen. Under the influence of the [Death Serpent · Thin · Remnant] bloodline, Arthur wanted the house a little warmer. Although low temperatures would not harm him, they did make him uncomfortable.
He put split firewood and coal into the kitchen boiler.
The fuel burned vigorously inside the boiler, raising the temperature at 2 Kirk Street and sending thick smoke billowing from the chimney.
Hidden on the rooftop, Fuginn and Muninn remained entirely unaffected by the smoke. With eyes unique to Secret Art creatures, they watched the figures lurking in the shadows.
When the night wind swept past again, Giorgio pulled his coat tighter around himself once more. If not for the powerful figure backing that fellow, he would never have taken this kind of job.
He much preferred