Tifa was quietly sitting at the door of the basement workshop where she had just been.
"Meow!"
Tifa closed the door, picked up the black cat, and immediately put it down, wiping off the paw prints left on her work clothes.
Chun was speechless! But this kind of bluntness about getting dirty is certainly straightforward.
"Miss Tifa, that lady gave the black cat the ability to transform—"
Tifa said coolly, "I know, and you know too, right?"
Chun sweated: "I know, absolutely secret!"
