Arthur looked at the 'Entry-level Atlas' in his hand.
The fat, plump Orange Cat that had crushed the bed boards with its huge body, pinning the dragon, fierce tiger, savage bear, and lone wolf beneath it, unable to move, now stirred.
From sprawling flat on its back, it flipped over.
Arthur felt a surge of benevolent 'spirituality'.
It was warm and gentle, just like a cup of warm water.
Reacting to this, Arthur tried to make contact.
The next moment, the scene before his eyes changed again—
Mimi!
Still Mimi!
But this Mimi was different from the one Arthur had seen before.
The agile, slender body was gone and had become bloated and tall; it also learned to walk upright like a human, wearing a gray linen poncho, holding a long, thin pipe, embroidered with the pattern of round copper coins on the back of the poncho, neatly combed whiskers and hair on its head.
It was wearing a pair of leather boots and had a rapier at its waist.
