The East PacificBoard

Aozora noticed the cat. Despite having developed nekofication, and having even used it on herself during an early bout of barely-controlled lunacy, she had never actually had an actual cat. Aozora nodded at Malice’s words, taking hold of the stick. I wonder if this sort of thing would be useful for other applications? Could be too risky. Especially if it’s one way. Could I go straight home with this? Probably a range limit. Wait, what the Demon Whisperer stole an arsenal of these things? And that’s how he gets around everywhere so fast? But she’d probably have mentioned that. Alright, time to focus... “Thank you,” she said, “and farewell.” Aozora pictured the train station, focusing on those mental images. At last, it was time to begin the journey home. “Jump!”