“As I understand, you’re not here for my shop, but for Cat… How embarrassing…”

Upon realizing that Ethan and I were here because of Cat’s request, the woman carefully ushered us inside. She quickly grabbed the piece of cloth—no, calling it “clothing” was too generous—that I had been holding and, with a slightly flushed face, invited us into her home.

‘Since the cloth’s magical power disappeared when she took it, this must mean she’s definitely Cat’s grandmother…’

…But her appearance was quite different from what I had imagined. When I heard “big bad wolf,” I thought she’d look more like …