Tanimaki Learns Massage (Part 2)

So Mayutan and the others looked up the highest-rated grooming salon in Spa Cat Town and decided to check it out.

The shop was called Tark in the Bozan Peak.

Looking up at the front of the building, they saw that the upper part of the façade supporting the sign was covered in stone.

Soft pink granite was interspersed with the vivid, deep blue of azurite.

The mosaic of natural colors was like a canvas quietly telling the story of time, while the plain gray mortar beneath it made the beauty of the stones stand out all the more.

The salon was spacious, yet it bustled with a constant stream of customers.

Cats proudly showed off coats of every color and pattern, each one expressing their individuality to the fullest.

The sweet, refreshing scent of catnip filled the air, while gentle music reminiscent of a murmuring stream slowly eased Tanimaki and the others into a state of relaxation.

Each of the four was assigned their own groomer, and they all received a thorough consultation.

Tanimaki’s groomer was Tark, the salon manager.

“Whoa, dude, those tiger stripes are seriously cool! You some big-shot working cat here in Spa Cat Town or what?”

Tark was a total party bro.

“I’m actually on a journey to defeat a bad guy right now, meow. In other words, I’m a hero!”

Tanimaki had just casually bestowed a new title upon himself.

“I knew it, dude! The second I saw you, I was like, ‘This guy’s gotta be a hero!’”

“Nya-ha-ha-ha! You’re an honest guy, meow.”

Tark knew exactly what to say, and Tanimaki fell for it hook, line, and sinker.