Lupin Bar has a new regular, a strange enough guest.

Unlike most of the city's residents, the new customer of Lupin Bar is definitely not human in appearance, although he is nearly two meters tall, can stand like a human, and speak human language.

But this is a real cat, a cat that claims to be from Germany and a nobleman.

The cat's every word and action was very elegant and noble. It was dressed as if it had walked out of a history book, wearing a large hat with feathers and a Western sword on its waist.

The cat loves his boots and always speaks of them with pride, and the embroidery on the boot straps shows the cat's identity, that he belongs to a sect called "The Land of the Utopians".

After knowing the cat's identity, a cat that can walk, talk and eat like a human does not seem strange. After all, it is a cat belonging to the "West Country", a magical place like a children's fairy tale where anything can happen.

The King of Fantasy who can fulfill children's wishes and always meets them in dreams is its member, the candy merchant who can make the most fantastic candy in the world is its member, even the famous psychic, Mr. Ugly, is its member, and a talking cat has also become acceptable.

The cat always appears at dusk and will destroy the ghosts and gods outside the bar. The owner of Lupin Bar welcomes it very much, and the guests of the bar also like it. Since there are many members of the Mafia among Lupin's guests, many people know the existence of ghosts to some extent, so they welcome the cat's arrival even more.

Every night when the cat comes, the guests always feel that the night temperature has risen by a few degrees, and even the air blowing in has become fresher. Ghosts and gods can be regarded as irrecyclable garbage. It is certainly a good thing to have such a lovely partner in boots who is willing to work overtime to eliminate them.

The only one who had some issues with the arrival of cats was probably the old cat that always lay near the bar.

Whenever cats come, calico cats will hide. Although calico cats will be caught by their peers standing on their legs every time, calico cats are always very unfriendly to cats and strictly forbid cats to approach.

"The teacher really doesn't like you." The bartender sighed as he looked at the calico cat clinging to the chandelier and tried to lure the cat down with a dried fish.

"Maybe he feels his territory has been invaded? Or maybe he has lost favor with you, the boss." The orange cat in boots answered with a smile while drinking his wine.

Its hat is always worn askew, giving it a rather unruly style. The bartender rarely thinks a cat is so handsome.

However, the bartender was the one who admired the cat's ability to lie with its eyes open the most. The man thought so as he watched the calico cat being easily pulled down from the chandelier and forced into his arms.

If the cat wasn't so obsessed with the fur of the calico cat called teacher, the teacher wouldn't have disliked it at all, the bartender complained in his heart.

But he didn't say it, and chose to ignore the calico cat's humane look of help, and calmly gave the cat another glass of wine. The one who gives the money is the boss, isn't he?

Unable to resist, after being sucked hard, the calico cat lay flat on the bar with a look of despair in his eyes, looking weak, pitiful and helpless.

You kid with a frown on your face actually helped the evil. The bartender somehow understood the words in the calico cat's eyes. He immediately turned away humming a song guiltily, leaving the cat in boots to take advantage of its three-colored counterparts again.

Looking at the money left on the table, the bartender smiled with satisfaction. Today was also a good day for the calico cat to bring good fortune to the owner.