"Name?"
"Huai Shi."
"Age?"
"Seventeen."
"Very young, huh."
In an office that had seen better days, the 'Little Cat' sitting opposite Huai Shi sized him up.
To be precise, it was a middle-aged man inside a mascot costume, which looked like it hadn't been washed in ages, dingy and unkempt. The user showed no sign of cherishing it, sitting inside while smoking, occasionally flicking ash from a hand protruding from Little Cat's mouth.
So, wisps of smoke emerged from beneath Little Cat's two eyeballs.
Goodness, is this how one ascends to immortality...
Since his arrival at this place, he had been taken directly into this office with his badge, undergoing an interview with the 'Little Cat' manager, who looked exactly like the mascot on the sign for Little Cat Paradise.
Huai Shi glanced at the stain-covered table.
