As Little Red yelled happily, she finally showed Angor the model of the recorder she created in the illusion.
As expected, Little Red created a pair of cat ears.
In the image shown by the illusion, the pair of cat ears looked very similar to Angor's own. They were both small and red in color.
However, they were not the same as Angor's cat ears. The fur on the pair of cat ears that Lil 'Red pinched out was not very smooth. Instead, it was covered in fluffy blood-red fur. From afar, it looked like a red sea urchin with its fur standing on end.
There was another difference. Little Red's cat ears were smaller, but there was a tuft of ahoge at the tip of the ears that was about ten centimeters long.
"Is this your idea of a cat ear recorder?" Angor looked at the cat ears and found them familiar. They looked like small lynx ears.
Little Red nodded obediently. "Yes, I like them. 'It' will like them too. "
As long as "It" liked them, Little Red considered them as "companionship". Perhaps they would help "It" feel less lonely.
"Why do you think 'It' will like them?"
Could Little Red not only analyze information, but also make deductions based on existing information? Otherwise, why would Little Red be so sure that "It" would like them?
Little Red's answer to Angor's question was not so complicated.
Lil 'Red tilted his head and blinked. "Because I like it."
At first, he didn't understand what Little Red meant. After asking for more details, he realized that Little Red's "love" was the same thing.
If Little Red believed that she liked them, "It" would like them too.
Angor thought Little Red would give him a better reason, but it turned out to be such a simple one.
Because if she liked something, others would like it too. Little Red was being too self-centered. To put it simply, it was confidence. To put it in a deeper way, it was narcissism. But when it came from Little Red's mouth, it was not confidence or narcissism. It was … naivety.
Naive to the point that she did not know anything about the world. That was why she could say such childish words.
Of course, Angor did not agree with this reason. Still, he knew better than to spoil Little Red's joy. Instead, he went along with Little Red's words and said, "I believe 'it' will like them too."
After he finished speaking, he picked up the red fox hair clip while Little Red was smiling brightly. He constructed an alchemy model in his mind space in front of everyone.
Sparks flew on his palm.
The Flame of Alchemy could not only forge iron and melt steel, but it could also rapidly change the form of substances.
This time, he didn't need to forge it. He only needed to use Alchemy Flame to reshape the Crimson Fox earclip. As for the core of the login device, there was no need to touch it.
Therefore, the difficulty of reforging was not high.
Moreover, the scarlet fox ear hairpin and the cat ear hairpin were not too different in terms of appearance. Even the color of the fur was the same. Because of this, Angor did not need to modify much.
It was so simple that even an ordinary Apprentice Alchemist could easily shape it.
In front of everyone's eyes, Angor's performance was not affected at all. In less than 30 seconds, he successfully changed the red fox hair clip into a silly cat hair clip.
Next, Angor compared the hair clip with the one Little Red made in the illusion air cloud. After making sure that everything was the same, he put away the illusion and handed the new silly cat hair clip to Little Red.
"Take a look. Do you think this fits?"
Little Red had been looking at Angor the whole time and already saw the new hair clip. She nodded without hesitation. "It looks great!"
Little Red excitedly took the new hairpin and put it on her head in front of everyone. Of course, she only put it on without activating the login device.
After putting it on, Little Red ran to the mirror and looked at her new hair accessory.
Angor was standing right next to Little Red. One was tall, one was short, one was big, and one was small. Both of them had the same red cat ears. One was real, while the other was illusory, but no one could tell anything from the mirror. They looked like a pair of father and daughter with cat ears, or maybe a brother and sister.
Little Red kept twirling around in front of the mirror while showing off her new hair in a cute way. When the canine deacon couldn't stand it anymore and coughed to remind Little Red to stop, Little Red slowly returned to her seat.
However, she still kept looking at the mirror from time to time, as if she was very satisfied with her new look.
When Little Red was almost done, she suddenly thought of something and looked at Angor.
"Can you squat down, Kitty?"
He didn't know why he was asked to kneel down, but when he saw Little Red clinging to his trousers and looking up at him with puppy eyes, Angor's heart softened and he obeyed.
When Angor was "about the same height" as her, Little Red finally told Angor why she wanted him to squat down.
Little Red shouted happily, opened her arms, and jumped into Angor's arms.
"Thank you, Kitty! I really like it! I really, really like it! "
Angor was a little surprised. When Little Red rubbed against his neck and expressed her joy, he smiled gently and politely returned the hug.
Soon, Little Red let go of him and looked up at Angor's head, as if she was observing something.
A few seconds later, Little Red's expectant eyes suddenly turned into joy. "I knew it! 'It' likes it too!"
"Huh?"
How could she tell whether 'it' likes it or not?
Next to him, Shipolov pointed at Angor's head with a surprised look as if he saw something.
Not only Shipolov, but also the canine deacon, Luigi, and Laplace all looked at Angor's head.
Angor's heart skipped a beat when he saw the strange scene.
Could it be that there was something wrong with the cat ears given by the Wicked Witch's Blessing?
Without hesitation, Angor reached out his spirit feelers and observed the cat ears from a third person's perspective.
When he saw the cat ears clearly, he was stunned for a few seconds.
They really did change.
Before this, the fur on the cat ears was smooth and soft. They looked neat and tidy, but they lacked some individuality.
Now, the fur on the cat ears had completely exploded, just like the fur on Little Red's hair clip.
The explosion didn't mean chaos. It just meant that the ears had become fluffy. Furthermore, it was suffused with a tantalizing luster, as if it had come alive.
Angor was a little surprised to see this.
Logically speaking, the cat ears on his head were the aftereffects of the Wicked Witch's Blessing, or rather, the 'side effect'. They were illusory and could not be touched, let alone change their form.
But at this moment, because of Little Red's hug, it became fluffy and glossy.
This was simply unbelievable.
Even Luigi couldn't help but murmur, "That's amazing …"
It didn't seem like a big change, but if one thought about it carefully, they would find it unbelievable.
It was as if a 2D character on a page changed the hairstyle of a 3D person with a simple wave of his hand. The analogy didn't quite fit, but Luigi couldn't help but think about it. This was a change that transcended dimensions.
Compared to Luigi, Laplace was more concerned about whether this change would affect Angor.
The cat ears' change meant that a new "variable" had appeared. The unknown could bring hope, but it could also bring disaster.
No one could tell whether this change was good or bad.
Laplace didn't want Angor to be surrounded by unknown dangers just by visiting the Kennel Hut.
"Do you feel any changes in your body?" Laplace asked through their Spirit Bond.
Angor had just recovered from the shock when he heard Laplace's question. He carefully sensed the changes in his body and confirmed —
"Nothing."
Or rather, his body in the material world didn't change at all.
At this time, Luigi also returned to reality. When he heard Laplace's question, he understood her concern. Fortunately, Angor gave a normal answer. "No changes. That means I'm fine."
"You can't say that," Laplace said. "Once there's a change, there's bound to be a chain reaction. It's just that the chain reaction might not happen to you, or at least not right now."
A simple flap of a butterfly's wings could cause a storm on the other side of the world.
Similarly, if something changed, there would be a new effect. However, this influence might not be here, nor should it be here. Instead, it should be in the "unknown".
The "unknown" was the most uncontrollable variable.
If Angor could find out what was going on, Laplace would be relieved. But the fact that Angor's body didn't change at all made Laplace even more worried.
Luigi considered and made a guess. "Angor's blessing should be related to his food. Could it be that the changes in the cat ears will also lead to changes in the food he makes? "
It wasn't a random guess. After all, Cat Ears' original body was an orc who specialized in cake making. There was a high probability that the changes in cat ears would be reflected in the production of gourmet food.
Even Laplace believed that this was the most likely possibility. But if it was related to his cooking, would it be related to his cooking? Or would something even bigger happen to his cooking?
"Should I make a Mana Bread right now?" Angor hesitated for a moment before asking.
Laplace and Luigi stopped him at the same time. "Don't."
They weren't worried about Angor's cooking. If the "unknown variable" was related to his cooking, no one could tell what the final result would be.
It might be better, but it might also be worse.
For safety's sake, it was better to find a more secure and secure place to cook his food.
And the best place to do so was his heart space.
"Let's go back to the heart space first," Laplace said.
Angor considered and agreed with Laplace's suggestion. Now was not the right time.
Besides, their guesses were still too vague. They didn't even ask the most important person.
Maybe they didn't even need to try. They could just ask Little Red, the culprit behind all this.
…
Since Angor and Luigi were talking through their Spirit Bond, no one else knew what they were talking about.
In order to help Little Red understand, Angor briefly explained the origin of the cat ears.
Next, he asked Little Red the most important question.
"Did you know about this change from the beginning? What will it do to you? "
Little Red shook her head. "No, I didn't know. But isn't it a good thing? 'It' likes it. "
As far as Little Red knew, anything that "it" liked was good.
Little Red's logic was simple and pure. However, they didn't live in a simple world, so the others couldn't agree with Little Red's words.
However, compared to Little Red, Angor, who was in the same situation as Little Red, agreed with Little Red's words.
Little Red had been telling Little Red that she didn't want "it" to be alone, so she gave up on the fox ears and chose the cat ears instead.
As it turned out, Little Red's actions did affect "it".
Even though Lil 'Red could not explain the reason, most of the time, the things that one subconsciously said and did could be a kind of fate's guidance.
Angor didn't believe that the world was too simple. But as the person involved, he was willing to believe that fate was behind all this.
Being liked by "it" might not be as bad as they thought.
Perhaps the cat ears' change would cause some unknown disturbance. But judging from the current situation, it might not be a bad thing.
Little Red continued, "As for what kind of effect it will have? I don't know. But I can smell the change in Big Brother Kitty's ears. "
Little Red's words caught everyone's attention.
They didn't believe Little Red's words, but they did believe in Little Red's miraculous ability to analyze smells.
According to Little Red's analysis, the cat ears contained two kinds of information: the smell of cake and loneliness.
Now that the cat ears changed, Little Red's information was updated as well.
Maybe he could use the cat ears to determine whether the "unknown variable" was good or bad for Angor.
Under everyone's gaze, Little Red carefully observed the fluffy cat ears on Angor's head. A moment later, she spoke slowly, "The smell of loneliness is very, very lonely now."
It was the smell of loneliness that dissipated. This was also why Little Red had said that 'it' would definitely like it.
"What else?" Luigi asked.
"The smell of loneliness is gone, and the taste of the cake has changed. It's more … delicious."
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