"Following him is a good idea. That Zheng Qing can be considered a 'Star Figure' at First University. Sending someone to follow him openly won't seem too conspicuous."
"He's always been good at getting into trouble. He should be used to being followed by now."
"I heard that after last year's Halloween parade, he went to class every day with an Invisibility Talisman on and pretended he wasn't at school... What I mean is, he's terribly timid, so we can't send someone who looks too fierce to follow him..."
"Then send a witch! A sweet, pretty young girl!"
"Mm, a cute girl would be good. I heard he's quite fickle in love—he has Councilwoman Su, yet he still goes around provoking other witches. We can use this opportunity to let the girl test his mettle..."
As the black cat listened to the monsters around the conference table chattering away about him, he could still force himself to endure it at first. But when he heard that last remark, he finally could not hold back any longer. Clearing his throat, he interrupted:
"Sorry, fickle in love?"
The black cat's ears flattened into airplane wings, and his tail swished unconsciously. Staring at the Persian Cat who had used that phrase, he tried his best to keep his tone pleasant. "If I remember correctly, that phrase doesn't seem to describe male wizards, does it?"
"What kind of male wizard is he!"
The Persian Cat—Lady Leviathan—rolled her beautiful eyes and snorted. "If he were any sort of man, he wouldn't hide behind Councilwoman Su. He'd face everyone's questions openly and honestly!"
"Questions? Why does that word sound more like 'being ganged up on' to me?" The black cat felt as though his nose had been bent out of shape and hurriedly raised a paw