Claire indeed improved the potion.
For example, he could speak, without odd quirks—it meant Lu Li really had to meow like a cat.
Lu Li sat on a blanket, his long tail wrapped around his body, gazing up at the Head Maid, responding in silence.
The frail body wrapped in bandages struggled to support the loose maid gown, echoing with the subtle sounds of wind sneaking through gaps.
"Raimy, I miss you so much..."
The Head Maid lifted Lu Li without hesitation, giving him another glimpse of the photo frame on the dressing table, while the cold bandages against his skin conveyed her longing and dependence.
Treating Lu Li as family, the Head Maid carried him on a tour of the new home. Compared to the frail, bandage-covered Head Maid, the maids bustling around the mansion were tall and voluptuous, filling out their maid uniforms fully—
—only they had lost their original heads, replaced with reptilian, grotesque heads with collars-like stitches on their necks.
