With Amy, Sunan quietly returned to the tavern room.
As soon as they entered, Amy immediately flew toward the bed, rolling around continuously on the soft sheets.
"Meow, I haven't slept on such a soft bed for days. Tonight no one will come to catch me!"
"Though that's true, haven't you forgotten something important?"
On the way back to the tavern, Sunan kept reassuring himself, emphasizing that he had no malicious intentions toward Amy, and now he could start to guide her without any burden.
Sprawled on the bed, Amy raised her head at the words, pondered for a while, then suddenly jumped up as if remembering something.
"Meow, almost forgot, I haven't retrieved the master's things!"
The little kitten jumped onto Sunan's knee, looking at him with tearful eyes.
"Sunan, you'll help me, right?"
Good that you remembered.
Sunan revealed a gentle smile, reached out to scratch Amy's chin, and said, "Of course, we're friends, after all."
