The Alchemist of Cats, Machines, and Submission to the Old Gods

A sexy, languid landlady, a gentle and absent-minded junior artist, a frank and sincere friend, a mysterious detective girl, and a haughty, sharp-tongued maid...

They now have Charles surrounded, their blazing, vacant eyes hiding a possessiveness that sends chills down his spine.

"You have to give us an answer!"

The girls point in unison at the snow-white cat nestled in his arms.

"Do you want us, or this cat?"

Charles silently feels the cat's teasing, fiery gaze in his arms, and breaks into a cold sweat.

"My, my, what a thrilling love triangle."

"Isn't that right, darling?❤"