Chapter 144 Visit the Monsters

The black cat’s furs were shiny, which even glittered faintly in the sunshine. It leaped off the wall agilely, leaped over a row of wooden fences and plunged into the depths of the alley. At the other end of the alley, a boy in his teens was hopping and jumping with a fish basket, humming a tune. The fishes in his fish basket were still wigging their tails. His cuffs were somewhat wetted.