"Bam!"
The sound of something enormous echoed from outside the private room, as if someone had knocked a door off its hinges, or a painting hanging on the wall had fallen to the floor.
"Tab it! Tab it!!" The Wandering Wizard, holding a bottle of liquor, shouted towards the door, then glared fiercely at the Big Mouse on the sofa, "Are you planning to make me redecorate this place from scratch?"
The Rat Immortal felt very innocent.
"I didn't move just now." Its small, round eyes opened wide, and it glanced instinctively at its tail that trailed from the sofa and slithered out of the room, then flexed its tailbone slightly.
The thick rat tail surged out of the room like a wave.
More clattering noises came from outside.
Only then did the Rat Immortal lift its head, looking very certain at the bar's owner, "This commotion was my doing... That earlier one, really wasn't me!"
