Facing the sudden turn of events, Cyclone just stood aside, quietly watching.

Cabellus tried hard to explain that he was not a bad person, nor did he have any bad intentions.

The most important point was to emphasize that the cat-eared child had not done anything wrong, and that he was looking for her only for personal reasons.

The cat-eared tribe, non-humans with human-like appearances, but with large cat ears on their heads.

In addition, a long cat tail grows out from their buttocks. To some extent, they are cat-like creatures that evolved based on humanoid forms.

The cat-eared tribe had been living in human society for hundreds of years. Nowadays, one could always see one or two of them on any street.

But in reality, Cyclone may not have had any real interactions with any of them.

Although they could speak the same language and cat-eared girls were generally cute, adorable beings that should be loved by all.

But after a moment of contemplation, Cyclone realized that he didn't know much about the cat-eared tribe.

Just as he had said earlier, in the end, people might only care about their own affairs.

Now, thinking back, when was the last time he had a conversation with a non-human?

"Huh?!"

Ignoring Cabellus, Cyclone remembered something.

Didn't he have two at home? Yuna the demon and Little Dragon from the Auron?

Upon reflecting, Cyclone realized that he had indeed had frequent and deep interactions with non-human beings.

However...

Upon further contemplation, Cyclone realized something he had never thought of before.

The first time he met Little Dragon, she'd been captured by hunters for an underground adult establishment.

The first time he met Yuna, it might not have involved capture, but in the days that followed, it turned into a deadly battle with many casualties.

Cyclone looked back at the pedestrians on the street, this time not focusing solely on his own concerns.

As thousands happily made their way to the competition venue, a few rare figures were walking against the flow.

No, no, no, no…

An indescribable feeling surged within him.

On the other hand, with Auntie's understanding, Cabellus learned that the cat-eared child was working.

Following Auntie's directions, Cabellus led Cyclone through the alleyways.

After a series of twists and turns, Cyclone and Cabellus finally found their target: a cat-eared girl.

Wearing tattered clothes, she was working as a dishwasher at the back of a restaurant.

Under her black apron, the cat-eared girl didn't have a particularly eye-catching figure.

But the blue ribbon tied in her hair highlighted her grayish-white short hair, making her look adorable.

At the sight, Cabellus's fatigue vanished, and he excitedly approached.

"Finally, we found you, madam!"

Cabellus elegantly bowed, and Cyclone finally saw the poetic side of Cabellus as a poet.

However, the cat-eared girl said shyly as she took a step back, her cat ears twitching,

"Um, I-I…”

"She's not a lady... she's a guy," Cyclone was momentarily speechless and had to look over the person once again from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top.

As he observed, he analyzed, continuously questioning himself in his mind.

Damn it! Are you saying this girl has a sword under there?!

Just as Cyclone was still perplexed, Cabellus remained calm and said, "That's not the point, cutie is the way to go!! Come on, let's chat over there."

Cabellus covered half of his mouth, revealing a mischievous smile. If it weren't for the innocent thoughts of the cat-eared girl in front of him, Cyclone would never let Cabellus, this perverted old man, take him to a deserted place.

For this reason, Cyclone could only shake his head and sigh, saying, "Cute boys are really terrifying."