Two Cats Huff
Beta Town's North District?
Certain possibilities?
The old man?
The Black Cat had already provided plenty of clues. Sitting behind the desk, the "Order Chief" frowned, and sparks burst from the fingertips he was using to calculate, crackling as they lit his shifting, gloomy expression.
After a long while, the Order Chief tucked his hands back into his sleeves.
"—You mean to say you heard a few little wizards on the street, who aren't even Registered Wizards, spouting nonsense, and then you thought Sir had returned to the school?"
He tried very hard to suppress his temper, but in the end, he still failed and started cursing. "Do you have brain-cramp? Those little wizards have no brains. Do you not have any either?"
"If he didn't come back, then he didn't come back. Why get angry?"
The Black Cat muttered, shrinking its neck. After a pause, it explained in a very small voice, "I just miss him a little... You're all people, every one of you, and you all have proper business. But I'm just a cat... Anyway, I'm idle either way. Asking won't cost me anything. Oh, right, I'm certain a cat's brain is smaller than those little wizards'... much smaller!"
Its face was solemn.
The Order Chief's eye twitched, and he suddenly felt that arguing seriously with a cat was what really counted as brain-cramp.
"—Since you know those people were talking nonsense, there's no problem, right? If there's no problem, then get lost! Go back to your Cat Fruit Tree and sleep!"
He waved his hand rather impatiently.
The Black Cat lifted the corners of its eyes and rasped, "—You're in such a hurry to drive me away. Could the person True Self mentioned in the Forbidden Items for messing around with men and