"Uh..."
The dwarf man looked at the girl curled up in the space, hesitated for a while, then tentatively asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Is this custom shop forcing you to take clients?"
"No way, aren't you a robot? I..."
"Really?"
Just as he finished speaking, he saw the girl's eyes light up, her voice trembling with some grievance, "Seventh Sister is lost, I'm very sad. If you can help me find her, I can give you a generous reward."
"Seventh Sister is my cat."
"..."
The dwarf man, somewhat expressionless, shut the door again, and rolled his eyes, annoyed. Crying so sadly in a custom shop nearly gave him a guilty conscience. He thought something evil was going on, but it turned out a damn cat was lost.
Just then—
A cat strolled past the shop door, strutting provocatively.
Coincidentally, his thugs also came down from upstairs at this time.
"All of you, go bring that cat back to me."
"Damn."
"I'm so kind-hearted."
Half an hour later.
