She is not an investigator.

"There's really nothing here, meow!"

Black Cat didn't want to pay any more attention to Igris, while White Cat simply sat down on it, seemingly unwilling to get up no matter what.

"Whatever, let's get down to business, like how I can help you and how to get out of here."

Igris shrugged, abandoning her plan to continue spying. She had a feeling that this would definitely not be her last time here, and that there would always be a chance to find out what was going on next time.

"Of course! It's actually very simple, meow. All I need is for Igris to help me find the things I lost, meow."

White Cat finally stood up from the trapdoor, ran to a low bookshelf, took out the box from it, and placed it on the floor in front of Igris.

"Those things are what's stored here, cat; they're pretty stones of different colors, cat."

"The same as yours?"

"Yes, meow."

The white cat nodded and stuffed the purple stone in its hand into a groove in the box, fitting it perfectly.

"There were seven stones in total, and now I've lost six of them, meow..."

The white cat shook its tail listlessly, looking very sad.

Black Cat also came over and sat down next to her.

Igris thought the black cat was going to comfort the white cat, but just as she initially understood, the black and white cats didn't get along very well.

"This stupid cat always brings in random people, and the stones change shape after being taken away, so this stupid cat never noticed."

"I'm not a stupid cat!"

Black Cat ignored White Cat's complaints and continued speaking.

"And meow, compared to those stones, many books in the library have also been lost, meow. Those are very dangerous things, meow. If possible, I hope you can help find them, meow."

The Bizarre Stage Play – The Book of Secrets: Chapter Thirty-One, A New Mission

"Oh, and your book too. Your book is lost as well. Well, as is customary, you might be able to show me your book as well."

Some books that sound dangerous? Iglesias felt a strange sense of familiarity about these things.

Perhaps because she often deals with these things, Igris has never been able to put her mind at ease when it comes to books.

"I'm sorry, meow, there aren't any more books left here, meow. But those books are still pretty easy to find, meow. At least compared to those oddly shaped stones, my books will still go home by themselves, meow. I just need your help, meow."

As Black Cat spoke, he got up from the ground and, under Igris's gaze, took a black pen out of his pocket.

"This is the pen that we cat use to write books. If you have this, the books should come to you by themselves, meow."

"All right……"

Igris took the pen, though she seemed a little reluctant.

After all, this thing doesn't look like anything good. It's just like the ancient book that Igris got, which always attracts some strange things.

However, with that in mind, Igris also took out the ancient book.

"I've been asking you guys for help all this time, could you at least take a look at this and see how it is?"

Igris felt that Black and White Cat probably knew something about this, since it was only after getting the book that Igris learned about the so-called secret treasure, which was the stuff that White Cat had asked Igris to find.

"Let me see you, meow."

The white cat took the ancient book and flipped through it casually. Seeing that there was nothing inside, it began to examine the book's overall appearance, rotating it several times, but still couldn't find anything.

Black Cat couldn't stand it any longer, so it snatched the ancient book from White Cat's hands and flipped through it.

"Something I've never seen before, but it feels so familiar, meow."

Black Cat shook its head, ruling out the possibility that it was a book it had lost.

Although those books are indeed quite special, and might even become completely blank, Black Cat shouldn't fail to recognize its own book in that case.

Since Black Cat doesn't recognize it, the origin of this book becomes much more mysterious.

First of all, we know that the book is called The Book of Secrets, which means it has an unclear relationship with those lost secrets. However, the two cats who are closest to those secrets, whether it is the white cat or the black cat, do not know much about it. In other words, this book may be more mysterious and ancient than the two cats.

"So, White Cat? I'm curious, why did you ask me to help you find those lost things, and not someone else?"

"Meow? Because only Igris Meow can do it, even if I go to ask others for help, those people can't help me, meow."

Her tone was definitely over the top, as if she absolutely believed that Igris could do it, and that only Igris could do it, but before that, the two of them didn't even know each other.

"Stupid meow, who told you this?"

Black Cat understood what Igris was asking, and Black Cat was equally curious about the question.

Although they don't get along, they are still two cats living under the same roof, so they can't really hide anything from each other.

But Black Cat had never heard of anything like this before, let alone the name Igris. How could White Cat possibly know it just because she says so?

In such a large place, apart from the black cat and the white cat, there shouldn't be anyone else around.

"I'm not stupid! I know! It's the black cat who doesn't know that's stupid!"

Perhaps because the black cat had called her too many times, the white cat became angry again. If she didn't have important business to attend to, she would probably give the black cat a good beating.

"Don't get angry yet, White Cat. Tell me, how do you know my name? I've never told you my name since I came in, but you've been calling me Igris Cat. Did someone tell you that name?"

"Meow……"

The white cat let out a somewhat dejected meow, and then began to think.

Soon, the silly cat also opened its eyes wide in fright, looking at Igris and the black cat who wanted to stay far away from her.

"It's true, meow! Nobody told me, but I just know, meow!"

Igris shouldn't expect a cat to think things through. The guy who told the white cat this probably did so because the white cat's brain simply couldn't process such a complicated matter, which is why he chose to tell the white cat instead of the black cat.

As expected of a silly cat.

"You're not happy even when I call you stupid, meow..."

Black Cat pursed its lips and turned its gaze to Igris.

"Although White Cat is indeed a silly cat, what she said may not necessarily be false, cat. The fact that you can come here actually proves a lot, cat. Maybe you really can do it, cat, or maybe you are the only one who can do it, cat."

"Don't say things like that. If I don't help you, you won't let me leave here anyway, right?"

"You're a stupid cat too! I don't want to talk to you properly anymore, meow!"

Black Cat got angry, probably because as the only normal cat here, she realized that Igris wasn't a normal cat either when she tried to reason with her.

However, what she said makes sense. If it were at the beginning, Black Cat might have been able to let her leave easily, but now that Igris knows a lot of things and is likely to be able to help, Igris has no other choice.

After all, Black Cat had given all her pens to Igris, so even if she did nothing after leaving, those books would always come knocking on her door.

"Oh, and I have another question."

Seeing the black and white cat suddenly quiet down, Igris also raised her own question at this moment.

"Why... can't you go and find those lost things yourselves? As their owners, you surely know more about those lost items than I do, right?"

"Meow! Because I, Meow, can't leave this place, otherwise I would have gone out and found my own way long ago."

The white cat spoke with a resentful look, while the black cat didn't seem too happy either.

"White Cat is right, we can't leave here. White Cat tried before, but it took a lot of effort for us to get her back."

"I didn't ask you for help..."

Although the white cat was still being stubborn, its voice had become much softer, and it seemed that although it didn't say it, it was still quite grateful to the black cat.

It's a pity that this silly cat just can't speak properly.

The Bizarre Stage Play – The Book of Secrets: Chapter Thirty-Two, Moon Sea

"Now that I've agreed to help you, shouldn't you let me leave?"

After a brief negotiation and exchange of information, Igris once again brought up her intention to leave.

This time, however, the black and white cats didn't argue again, nor did they say much about it. They simply considered for a moment who should take Igris back before ending the conversation.

In the end, it was Black Cat who came to see Igris off. Although White Cat was the one who most wanted to see her off, Black Cat was clearly not at ease, though it was unclear who he was not at ease with.

In short, the dignified and composed black cat led Igris away from the library and back to that strange space.

She first transformed back into the slender black cat, then meowed softly and led Igris toward the place where they had first met.

In fact, it's very difficult to pinpoint the exact location in such places. There's no reference point, so you can only rely on your sense of direction and intuition.

In short, Igris arrived at the seaside not long after walking for a while.

Compared to the starry sea beneath her feet before, at this moment, her feet had turned into a less transparent water surface.

The ocean overhead disappeared, replaced by a beautiful, deep blue night sky filled with stars and countless moons.

Directly in front of Igris and Black Cat, a moon, seemingly submerged in water, exposed half of its body above the surface.

The scene was truly indescribable in its chaotic yet beautiful state; even someone like Igris, who had almost no artistic talent, could appreciate its beauty.

She probably understands why most artists have a slightly eccentric side.

Perhaps this is why ultimate aesthetics are always contained within madness.

It's difficult for a normal person to see or imagine such a scene.

Where am I going? Towards the moon?

Igris and Black Cat stopped in their tracks. Black Cat stopped moving forward and simply waved to Igris.

"Look at the moon, look at it, don't worry about where it is, whether it's in the sky or at the bottom of the sea, don't think about it, just look at it."

The black cat's mouth was open, but the sound definitely didn't come from the black cat.

Because she didn't say "meow".

"..."

Igris looked at the moon, as if the moon was looking at her. Its upper half was in the sky, and its other half was in the sea. It might be shining, or it might not, but in any case, the moon was hanging there, very conspicuous.

Slowly, it began to shrink and grow farther and farther away. Perhaps it left, or perhaps it never moved at all, and it was only Igris that was moving.

Gradually, Igris could no longer see the streaks of light on the moon; it was small, like something hanging in the sky. The ocean and sky had also receded into the distance, their reflections no longer visible, nor the starry sea.

Darkness returned to Igris's face, and she blinked, regaining her senses.

She stood on the street, under a streetlamp that had been turned off, looking up at the moon overhead.