"A week has passed, meow, and today is your forty-fourth day in the capital Bulerida of the Cerryti Empire."
Lanci was sitting in the dining room on the ground floor of the mansion, looking at the newspaper early in the morning, not stopping the Ninth-order Divine Beast's favorite broadcast every morning.
Don't ask him why he doesn't stop it.
It's because he can't win.
"These days Captain Makuire has been frequently asking for your help, and his dark circles are getting heavier,"
"And Red Falcon Nicola has discovered something suspicious about Makuire with your unintended hints, and reported to Director Dex about Makuire's recent investigations into the Director's movements."
"You've noticed that Dex's attitude towards Makuire is becoming increasingly friendly, and you're guessing that the Empire's Special Operations Department is about to bring things to a head, meow."
Cat Boss was lying on the dining table and said this, then glanced again at the wall at that—
