The black cat Pineapple didn't know very well, but he was still lying in his lair with no intention of moving.

"You are responsible for opening the door and making tea today, right?"

The parrot above his head suddenly said to the black cat Pineapple.

"Isn't that little black dragon always responsible for this kind of thing?" Black cat Pineapple lay lazily in the nest and said:

"His position is something like a secretary, and I'm just Lord Sherlock's pet. Have you ever seen a cat with a pet that opens the door?"

"You have openly accepted the setting of pets. Oh my god, that's why I said you are a shame to the seventy-two great demons."

The parrot shook his head, but the black dragon Goudan next to him was playing games with headphones on and didn't even notice someone knocking on the door.

Even if he noticed it, according to the agreement, the black cat Pineapple was on duty today, so Goudan would never open that door.

Finally, the parrot flapped its wings and flew to the door, and then opened the door with its paws.

But the person standing at the door is not a lich, but Evelyn, a succubus who rarely appears here.

"Um...is Ms. Black Cat Pineapple here?"

Evelin asked timidly at the door.

"Pfft...Miss Black Cat...hahahaha!"

That was when the parrot burst into laughter for no apparent reason.

The succubus Evelin was a little confused about the situation, but a black cat quickly moved and walked in front of Evelin:

"Miss Black Cat, what an elegant title, but when you look at me like this, how do I look like Miss Meow?"

"Isn't it Miss Black Cat?! But I heard that Sir Sherlock is going to take you to the ball."

Evelin asked doubtfully.

"I don't want to discuss this matter anymore, meow." Black Cat Pineapple said firmly:

"If there's nothing special, please go back and continue working hard. This is the Lord's Hall. If you don't have something special to do, don't come here."

The black cat Pineapple seems to be very bored with the dance.

"I'm sorry, you may have misunderstood me. I just want to help."

Evelin said this with a smile.

"You mean you can provide me with all the help, meow? Something about the dance, meow."

In the succubus Evelin's house, the black cat Pineapple sat at the door, looked at the succubus and asked.

"Yes, that's right. If possible, I hope to be able to help you."

The succubus Evelin said to the black cat Pineapple.

"But why? It seems like we haven't even spoken yet, nya."

Black Cat Pineapple asked strangely.

"Actually, I don't want to help you, I just want to help Lord Sherlock."

Evelin, the succubus, said very honestly. As she spoke, she took out a bag of cat food and poured it into the box:

"Sorry, I don't have any delicious food at home to entertain you."

"Cat food, what do you think I am? You actually let me eat cat food, meow!"

Black Cat Pineapple suddenly became excited, but his expression completely betrayed him.

He twitched his nose, and then slowly walked towards the cat food prepared by Evelin the Succubus.

Although he wanted to resist, as a cat he couldn't refuse such a thing.

The cat's instinctive reaction seemed to be engraved in his soul.

The black cat Pineapple walked towards the cat food.

"Can you tell me how you plan to do it? Because you are a cat. If you want to attend a dance with Lord Sherlock, cats obviously cannot be his dance partner."

The succubus Evelin asked as she watched the black cat Pineapple eating cat food.

"Of course I have my own methods, meow. Do you think I'm just a black cat? I'm not a simple black cat. I can turn into anything I want, including you of course. I've already done it for you.

Lord Sherlock has customized the image of a dance partner full of ancient divine power, meow!"

The black cat Pineapple took out a picture from somewhere while chewing cat food.

That picture shows a monster with teeth and claws. Calling him a monster is already a bit flattering. Even underground creatures would be a little creepy when they look at it.

"What's this?"

The succubus Evelin looked at the picture in front of her and asked doubtfully.

"Of course it's the face I plan to attend the dance. Don't you think it's very handsome and cool? Those people designed it for me." Black Cat Pineapple said:

"They said Lord Sherlock would be very happy if he saw his dance partner look like this."

"No matter how you think about it, you can't be happy, right?"

Evelin said with an expression of disbelief.

"Really? But I think Lord Sherlock will like it, meow." Black Cat Pineapple laughed:

"After all, he is such a vicious person, and his soul is rotten to the core, meow..."

"When does the dance start?"

"Why do you have so many questions? It will start tonight. In the afternoon, I will leave the dungeon with Sir Sherlock."

When the black cat Pineapple was concentrating on eating the cat food, he did not notice that behind him, the succubus Evelin had quietly approached with a wooden stick.

As the wooden stick was swung down, the black cat Pineapple fell down.

Succubus Evelin held the wooden stick with trembling hands:

"I'm sorry, but it's the only thing I can do and you'll be fine."

After the succubus Evelin finished speaking, she dragged the black cat Pineapple to the cabinet in her room.

After making sure that there was water and enough cat food in the cabinet, she locked the cabinet, and then said silently to the cabinet again, I'm sorry.

Then left the room.

But not long after Evelin left, the black cat Pineapple opened his eyes and said to himself:

"It's not my fault, it's this succubus who is responsible for everything."
Chapter completed!