Chapitre 407: Turtle Maracas

"Wait here for a second," Magic Mama said as she led June to her music room. "I need to refill my tea. Feel free to look around, but don't touch anything, okay?" 

June chuckled and nodded. 

Magic Mama sang an operatic song while going to her kitchen. Meanwhile, June took the luxury of wandering around her music room. The last time he went here, he was in a rush, so he didn't get to explore the fascinating items inside. And the first time he was here, he was scared shitless to even notice anything. 

For starters, there was a treadmill at the back of the room and a small television perched on top of it. 

There were also taxidermied animals hanging on her walls, and most of them were converted into musical instruments. 

A squirrel banjo. 

A turtle maracas. 

A dog guitar. 

A cat drumset. 

Don't ask June how all of this could be possible. 

He also didn't know the answer.