"Huff, huff..."
Lanci burst out laughing for a moment.
It seemed that it was mostly because of the content of Cat Boss's analogy.
Not to mention, he rather missed that Tata who used to pull a knife on him at the slightest disagreement—now seeing her just quietly cooking, Lanci felt like he was missing out on the adrenaline rush.
One man and one cat were idling away the time in this rare moment.
Lanci was lost in his thoughts, while the little black cat on his shoulder curled up quietly.
Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice behind him.
"Rocky, you're here."
Lanci turned around to see the young Earl Kyle standing on the corridor outside the terrace, smiling at him.
"Lord Kyle, do you need something?"
Lanci asked with a bit of apology.
He felt as though because of his own laziness, Kyle had something to find him for, and had looked all around the mansion before finding him.
Kyle waved his hand, walked up to Lanci, and leaned on the railing just like him.