"Achoo... Achoo achoo achoo!"

After uncontrollably sneezing several times, a small black cat with sleek, glossy black fur, without a hint of any other color, struggled to waddle out of a dress on the floor.

Damn! I've already turned into a cat, so why am I still allergic to cat hair?

Blowing her nose like a human a few times to clear out the short fuzz that floated inside, the teary-eyed little black cat consciously stepped out of the dress's range, stepping onto the hardwood floor. Her paws shrank back from the cold morning floor.

Sigh... If I'd known the temperature would drop suddenly, I should have burned two more pieces of wood yesterday.

After glancing at the extinguished fireplace, the little black cat sighed resignedly, licked the light pink pads on her paws a couple of times, grimaced, and stepped onto the cold floor. She walked in a somewhat stiff feline gait and slipped out of her room through the doorway.

Avoiding the landlord lady who stood in the hallway with arms akimbo scolding someone, and dodging her fat son who, with a stream of snot and a gleam in his eyes, came charging towards her, the little black cat dashed through the corridor, took a few steps on the slanting chimney outside the second-floor kitchen, and leaped out of the noisy, old apartment.

Landing from the second floor onto the fence by the roadside, leaving a few soot-marked paw prints on it, the now warmed-up little black cat nimbly bounded along the fence. Before long, she disappeared into a street that had yet to "wake up."

Let's see... Today's secret society meeting should be at Matilda's shop.

After walking along the high ledges of buildings for over ten minutes and crossing a few narrow, chaotic intersections, the little black cat finally reached her destination—a second-hand broom shop with a sign marked with a few cat footprints.

Stepping on the interconnected branches of an apple tree by the road and crossing above an intersection, she reached the tightly closed broom shop's door. The little black cat adeptly climbed up to the second floor along a drainpipe and squeezed through a shiny wooden small skylight.

As she took a deep breath and pulled in the soft flesh on her belly to squeeze through the small skylight into the second floor of the broom shop, she heard a group of women deliberately lowered their voices in astonishment.

"What did you say? Our society's president is actually a kitty?!"

"Hey~ our president isn't just any ordinary kitty."

Apparently satisfied with everyone's surprised expressions, a young witch with clear sun marks on her shoulders and healthy wheat-colored skin waved her finger with a smile:

"Our esteemed president is a magical kitty, a kitty who can bring luck! Any sister chosen by her at the gatherings is guaranteed to have the luckiest day of her life. If the president is in a good mood, she might even show you the direction of your life path!"

A kitty president who can bring luck... is it really that incredible?

Listening to the young witch's increasingly mystical words, a group of women in various outfits inside couldn't help but exchange doubtful glances, starting to suspect whether they've been tricked, if the witch in front of them was actually an agent of some evil underground society.

"Haha, our Yarn Ball Society may not be among the Seventeen Great Societies and is just a small, irregular underground society, but we have quite a few prominent figures among our members!"

Seemingly adept at fooling... or rather, soothing the new members, faced with their doubt, the wheat-skinned young witch did not rush to explain. Instead, she leisurely reached into her pocket to take out a delicate small wooden stick and tapped it on the wooden wall behind her.

Thereafter, the slightly darkened panel of the wall immediately split open, revealing a whole photo wall hidden behind, which was covered with photos of women at various events, all beaming at the camera. Glancing at it, anyone could tell their emotions were genuinely joyous at the moment.

"This is Grand Witch Sankaran of the Astrology Society, many of you should know of her."

Raising the small wooden stick in her hand and pointing to a photo of a woman with a celestial crown, the wheat-skinned young witch smiled and said:

"In fact, a few of you were introduced here by Grand Witch Sankaran. You should know some of her stories. Previously, she spent thirty whole years and wore out more than two hundred Astronomical Telescopes but couldn't find her life star.

But just a month after she joined our Yarn Ball Society, the president found her one night and slept at her bedside. Her life star that was lost for thirty years suddenly appeared.

Because of this achievement, she changed from 'Night Owl Sankaran' to the current 'Life Star Seeker Sankaran,' becoming one of the most outstanding Grand Witches in Astrology Society's younger generation."

"What?!"

Listening to the young witch's introduction, the women in the room were in an uproar.

"Grand Witch Sankaran also joined this society?!"

"And the kitty... our president just slept at her bedside, and the life star was found?"

"That's one of the Seventeen Great Societies' Grand Witches! She's connected to the Yarn Ball Society too?"

"That's outrageous, could it really be true?"

"This... should be true, I guess? After finding her life star, Grand Witch Sankaran indeed became very fond of kitties."

Haha, nailed it!

Seeing the women's transition from skepticism to starting to believe, the wheat-skinned witch couldn't help but slightly curl her lips and then clapped her hands to suggest silence. She continued to point the small stick at the "honor wall" behind her, one by one introducing the "outstanding alumni" from previous sessions.

"This is Master Aina of the Spirit Medium Society. Although she hasn't acquired the title of Grand Witch, she's one of the most promising spirit medium masters in the Spirit Medium Society. She once... after joining our Yarn Ball Society... just hugged the president, and the next day, she successfully found her True Spirit."

"This is from the Dance of Nuo Society... Grand Witch... in the past... now... the president once dipped her foot in her water cup... she avoided the disaster of losing both legs due to an injury!"

"Diviner Society... she didn't believe at first, joined just because she likes kitties, but when the president knocked her Crystal Ball onto the ground, the cracks that appeared coincidentally solved the answers she's yearned to find for years."

"Silver Philosopher Society... single for thirty-eight years and nine months, just took the president out for a day, and twelve young, handsome, and talented men voluntarily asked for her address..."

Good fortune, avoiding disaster, seeking answers, relationships... is this Yarn Ball Society really this magical?

Listening to example after vivid example, and confirming many as true based on her own knowledge, the breathing within the broom shop suddenly became rapid.

If I could truly be chosen by the kitty president, even if I'm not as lucky as those sisters listed above to attain life-changing luck, even gaining half the benefits would be more than enough, even just meeting a good man would be swell!

"Everyone, let's conclude our introduction of other members here, and now what I'm going to talk about is how to gain the president's recognition after this gathering."

After glancing at the eyes full of desire, knowing the timing was right, the pyramid scheme's instructor... ahem, the witch responsible for induction speeches, smiled and then tapped the small stick again on the "honor wall," switching from those promotional photos to a man's picture.

"This man is named Leon, Leon Laine, and he should arrive at the Grand Witch Court within a week."

After poking Leon's nose with the small stick a few times, the wheat-skinned witch solemnly announced:

"Whoever finds this man first will receive a reward from the kitty president!"