That was right.
This had been his daily routine lately.
Basically, every night, he would find an opportunity, expertly turn into a little kitty, pick the lock, and sneak inside.
And whenever he did, he became so utterly catlike that even creatures indifferent to cats would find themselves wanting to pet him.
No one knew what he actually did in there.
Over this period, she had also discovered that her employer's persona was indescribably flexible and changeable.
He showed different sides of himself to different people.
And he could usually switch seamlessly, rapidly shifting from one mode to another without any loading or progress bars.
Flexible as hell.
Over this week of observation, she had identified at least five of his personas.
With her, he was an elegant gentleman; with the angel, a student plotting to take liberties with his teacher; with that catgirl, a gentle boy next door; with Left Hand, a domineering male lead. And his shameless displays of cuteness in his current kitty form went without saying.
With different people, he could always quickly find the right approach and tailor his interactions accordingly.
"Is this what humans are like?"
Miss Doll sat thoughtfully on a thread, propping up her chin as she tried hard to understand these complex patterns of behavior.
[Ding! Feather Pen's favorability toward you +10] [Ding! Feather Pen's favorability toward you +10] [Ding! Feather Pen's affection toward you +2]
As the system notifications chimed one after another.
Waves of very catlike meows also came from the room. Clearly, Lynn was paying quite a price to forcibly grind up Feather Pen's favorability.
This time, however, he did not stay inside very long.
Previously, he would often spend half the night in there.
This time, it was only a little over half an hour.