A trace of disgust appeared on Luke's cold face. Wiping his hands with the white handkerchief, he didn't forget to mutter, "Your faces are so greasy. How unhygienic. You should stay at home and not come out to disgust people."
As he spoke, he examined his palm again, as if he really wanted to see if there was anything dirty on it. In the end, he threw away the handkerchief and bowed slightly to the side.
Only then did the men and women notice Max, who was wearing a cat mask.
Two of the girls had probably been in the cosplay circle before. When they saw the cat mask, they couldn't help but blurt out, "B- Bastet?"
Everybody looked at them blankly. "What?"
Max was also dumbfounded. It wasn't easy for her to swallow the same "what?"
As a New Yorker, she naturally knew about Black Cat, but she had never noticed that Black Cat's official name was actually Bastet.
