Chapter 36 Furry
Gojo the cat is a cat that doesn't eat cat food.
Yayoi discovered that Gojo cats are not interested in high-end cat food at all, and they don’t like using cat-specific food bowls.
When I fed Gojo the cat for the first time, the white furry cat didn't even look at the food bowl filled with water and cat food. It raised its furry tail and turned its head to the side.
I don't want to eat this.
The cat purred in disgust and moved a little further away from the food bowl filled with high-end cat food.
Yayoi knows, he doesn't like to eat cat food.
——Then what do you like to eat?
Yayoi asked.
--Meow.
The white furry stared at the fat white Dafu on the table. He used his hind legs to jump onto the table easily.
Then Yayoi witnessed the cat eating daifuku, eating slowly and realized that Yayoi had been staring at him and blocking the whole plate of daifuku with his furry tail.
--Meow.
Don't try to steal my blessing.
The white cat used its tail to bring Dafu into its chassis. Its pale blue eyes warned and warned again and again. The cat hair on its two little paws was covered with Dafu's frosting.
Also protect food.
Yayoi blinked.
"Oh, it's a cat that likes to eat Dafu." My mother smiled and rolled her eyes when she saw the big cat sitting on the table and stuffing Dafu into its mouth.
Yayoi nodded.
Like Gojo, he is a cat who likes to eat daifuku.
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Gojo, the cat who walked into the Japanese room, jumped directly on the table and took the karilu from the white porcelain plate on the table. He swallowed it in three mouthfuls. At the end, he stuck out his pink tongue and licked the corner of his mouth. .
The karilu in the white porcelain plate is very good both in appearance and taste. The delicate baked surface has a dull luster. When you take the first bite, your mouth is filled with the taste of eggs and milk, and a light... The aroma of rum.
The large and exquisite porcelain plate makes the snacks inside even more exquisite and compact.
--tasty.
Gojo the cat purred comfortably and took another one into its mouth.
Obviously, the beautiful kelly suits the taste of the white furry. After eating one kelly, the furry purred comfortably, licked its paws stained with food residue, and turned around to attack the next kelly.
Yayoi sat at the table and looked at the big cat sitting on the table. Inexplicably, he felt that the way he ate looked a bit like Satoru Gojo, with his slow eating style, keen taste for sweets, soft white hair, and... The food he likes to eat will have little flowers, all like Satoru Gojo.
Unlike dogs, cats don’t like others to touch them when eating.
So Yayoi stopped touching him and sat on the tatami, his eyes always looking at the cat eating karilu on the table. This cat likes to eat karilu. Maybe this cat is the only one in the world.
The second hand of the clock on the table was ticking, and the warm orange sunlight fell on the tatami in the Japanese room and on the bright red hair.
Yayoi blinked. The cat's fur looked soft and fluffy. When eating, he didn't want to stand on all fours and put his head in the food bowl like other cats. Instead, he squatted on the ground with two furry cat paws holding Keli. Lu, put Kelilu into the furry mouth, and from time to time stick out the pink tongue to lick the corners of the mouth.
The way he eats is very human-like, and his taste in food is also very human-like.
After finishing the last kariro, Satoru Gojo licked the residue at the corner of his mouth. He turned around and saw a Yayoi looking at him. He seemed to be stunned. The amber eyes were a little dull, and when the orange golden glow fell in Like sparkling amber.
"...Meow?" Gojo the cat hesitantly let out a confused meow.
Yayoi came closer, stretched out his fingers, leaned forward, and his red hair fell from his shoulders with the movement. The bright hair color and the plain white skin formed a sharp contrast.
"So you are a cat who likes sweets." Yayoi's index finger gently touched the cat's small nose, and the temperature of his fingertips was frighteningly hot.
Gojo felt like his head was dizzy, and his mind seemed to be filled with a mess of tangled yarns. The lines were squeezed together and formed countless knots. He couldn't find the threads to sort out the lines.
The red hair fell from the shoulders, rubbed against the white collarbone and fell into the collar, gradually entering the shadow under the clothes. The smell of orange soda and a faint scent of wine filled the nose.
After being mixed together, the white cat gradually became confused.
"Hululu--"
Gojo the cat tried to take a step forward, but his legs seemed to be out of control of the brain's nerve center, limp and unable to exert any strength.
Fuzzy fell under the table. Before he hit the ground, Yayoi quickly reached out and caught him.
"Hululu--"
Gojo the cat tilted its head and rubbed against Yayoi's collarbone again and again. The soft cat hair brushed against the exposed skin. The cat's warm breath fell on the neck, causing goosebumps to appear inexplicably.
Yayoi looked at the purring Gojo cat, then looked at the empty porcelain plate, and was silent for a moment, inexplicably thinking of the drunken Gojo cat on the street.
"Are you drunk?" Yayoi gently touched Gojo's head. She had never seen a drunk cat and was not sure whether a cat would be drunk.
There seems to be alcohol in the coli.
"Meow~" Gojo the cat continued to nuzzle as if he didn't hear it.
So Yayoi stretched out one hand to hold up the cock and cat that was rubbing against his collarbone as if he was drunk. With the other hand, he picked up the phone and called Satoru Gojo.
Yayoi has not seen Satoru Gojo for a long time. The magician is very busy at work, and according to Suguru Geto, Satoru Gojo is a person with a family background. In addition to his tasks, a magician with a family background will naturally take care of his family. , all the red-haired people are like this.
That might be the case for Satoru Gojo. Suguru Geto said that Satoru Gojo hadn't been in high school for many days. Maybe he was so busy that he didn't even have time to take care of the cat, and he couldn't go back to school.
But this was Satoru Gojo's cat, and something didn't look right. Yayoi thought it would be better to ask his real owner what to do.
The voice on the other end of the phone indicated that the call had been connected, but no one answered. It took a long time before Suguru Geto's voice came from inside.
"Moxi Moxi, Yayoi-chan?" There was a clanking sound coming from the phone, as well as the sound of bodies colliding, and a clear 'click' came from the ground.
Yayoi was stunned for a moment, and the little red hair knew that it was the sound of cracking bones. When she beat someone, this sound would often come from the person being beaten.
"Geto, are you broken?" Yayoi asked carefully.
"No." Suguru Geto's gentle voice came from the phone, "Someone else has a broken bone. I pushed it back."
The result was another 'click', accompanied by a super loud wailing sound, like pebbles being thrown into the water, the sound spread outward like ripples, echoing one after another.
Yayoi: "..."OO
"Is something wrong?" The other party seemed to be at ease and had time to call Little Red Hair.
"There's something wrong with the fur," Yayoi said honestly, "He keeps rubbing against me."
Gojo is obviously a shy cat who meows for a long time even after taking a bath.
Suguru Geto: "..."
……What?
Chicken and cat, are you still a human being?
Suguru Geto was stunned at the mission site. It took him a while to come to his senses, but the curser's knife grazed his face.
Suguru Geto let out a 'tsk' sound, and released several curse spirits to attack the group. The curse master was beaten until he cried for his father and mother, and howled around the pillars. The entire floor echoed with the opponent's wail.
Suguru Geto picked his ears and continued to call.
"He became like this after eating Corilu." Yayoi hugged Gojo, a cat that suddenly became slimy.
Satoru Gojo pouted, obviously unhappy with Yayoi's multitasking attitude while talking on the phone and petting the cat.
"Mi—" Gojo the cat stretched out its furry paws and tried to throw away the mobile phone in Yayoi's hand, but Yayoi raised his arm in time to avoid it.
"Meow--"
Gojo the cat was unhappy, and the tail on his back swung in a much wider arc.
Suguru Geto: "..."
...Kelilu?
Wait, he remembered... the ingredient in that thing... was alcohol! !
Countless December drunken cock and cat scenes flashed through his mind. Suguru Geto stopped for a moment, and then quickly said to Yayoi: "Yayoi-chan, stay away from him!"
Yayoi: "..."
Yayoi:? ? ?
The cat is so cute, why should you stay away from him?
Suguru Geto: "...He is drunk."
Yayoi blinked and said with emotion: "Oh, cats can get drunk too."
She saw a drunk cat for the first time.
It turns out that drunk cats are real.
Suguru Geto: "..."
Get away from him quickly.
Recalling the countless beastly things Satoru Gojo did when he was drunk, Suguru Geto now feels frightened. Even if the opponent turns into a cat, under the condition that the spell is available, the force value is directly proportional to the ability to cause trouble.
"Stop talking and stay away from him." Suguru Geto's eyes twitched and he said tiredly, "This is Satoru's cat. It's a good idea to be with him when you're drunk."
Stay away from him quickly, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life.
"But what should I do if he runs around?" The white fur rubbed against Yayoi's neck, and his warm breath fell on the sensitive skin, causing waves of warm itching, and something strange that she couldn't describe. a feeling of.
Suguru Geto: "..."
DK, the meatball head, was stunned when he heard the bursts of sweet and panic-stricken meows coming from the phone, and his hand holding the phone became stiff.
"You throw him into the toilet." After reacting, Suguru Geto did not hesitate at all, and finally added, "Remember to lock the door outside."
Just let him sober up inside.
Yayoi: "...Do you have any grudge against Fuzzy?"
Look at this revenge, it's all naked||naked||naked.
Suguru Geto smiled and told Yayoi without any guilt, "No."
This kid is talking nonsense.
That night, I should have thrown the chicken into the bathtub and locked the door.
Suguru Geto's smile remained unchanged and he thought quietly.
…
"Make some honey water to wake him up."
After the call ended, Yayoi put the phone on the tatami. Maomao seemed to dislike the phone. As soon as the phone was taken off, Maomao slapped the phone aside.
"Meow meow." Fu Mao was aggrieved and blinked, his blue eyes gleaming with water.
Yayoi was stunned for a moment, then purred a handful of soft cat fur, "Then I won't touch my phone anymore."
"Meow meow~" Fuzzy was satisfied and continued to nuzzle.
There was a sudden pain at the collarbone, and something sharp pierced the skin.
Yayoi lowered his head and saw Gojo, a cat with its tail swung around like a cat, looking up at him, its blue eyes so innocent.
The drunk cat bit someone.
Little Red Hair was stunned for a moment.
Yayoi felt that it was not possible to stay drunk like this, as Fuzzy might even bite him.
Yayoi got up and wanted to run him a glass of honey water.
On the phone just now, Suguru Geto told him that this cat’s taste and gastrointestinal digestive function are similar to humans, and he can eat what humans can eat.
Since the little red-haired boy didn't seem like someone who could decisively put Gojo in the toilet and lock it, Suguru Geto sighed and told Yayoi to make him a cup of honey water to sober up.
Little Red Hair wanted to make a cup of honey water to sober up Maomao, but Maomao grabbed the clothes on her shoulders and hooked her little paws on the sweater, refusing to let her go away.
"Meow~meow~" grievance jpg.
Yayoi: "..."
So there was an extra one in the kitchen with a fluffy little redhead on his back making honey water.
"Meow~" The cat's pale blue eyes stared at the light orange liquid in the glass.
It looks sweet and I want to drink it.
Yayoi put the cup under Fu Fu's mouth, Fu Fu stretched out his tongue and licked it, curling his tongue, and the sweetness of honey bloomed from the tip of his tongue.
Emmmm…
Sweet and delicious.
Gojo the cat directly holds the cup with his little paws, lifts it up and drinks the water inside.
Yayoi: "..."
This cat really does look like a human being.
"Purring--" The honey water in the glass bottomed out, and Gojo the cat purred with satisfaction.
Yayoi: "..."
cute.
*
In a daze, someone told Satoru Gojo that it was time to sleep.
——Oh oh oh, it’s time to go to bed.
His eyes passed over the clock on the table. Today's clock was a little different. It actually had a double image.
Gojo the cat purred twice, walked away from little Jiojio and walked upstairs.
——I want to sleep.
In short, Gojo the cat finally climbed into bed with the spirit of "I want to sleep". As for whose bed it is, Gojo the cat said "I don't care" and "I like my bed."
So the cat nuzzled the pillow that smelled of orange soda and snored into sleep.
The snow-covered courtyard outside the house is silent, and the sky is a deep dark blue. As it gets closer to the rising sun, the dark blue of the sky becomes lighter and lighter. The rising sun rises from the horizon, and the golden sunlight falls on the streets. Snow, the sky curtain turned into a beautiful pale blue.
When Gojo the cat woke up purring, there was a sting in his vision, so he subconsciously raised his hand to block the sun that broke in through the gap in the curtains.
The five fingers are slender and white, with well-defined joints.
Satoru Gojo was stunned for a moment.
It's a hand, not a cat's paw! !
I am a good man again!
No longer do you have to be caught by Little Red Hair to take a bath.
After being a cat for several days, Satoru Gojo had never felt that being a human was such a wonderful thing before.
He decided that from today onwards he would behave well and first go to Takeshita Street in Tokyo to eat as much crepes as he could.
…
I just don’t know why, why is it so cold?
Satoru Gojo looked at himself up and down.
——Oh, I have no clothes, why is it so cold?
——It doesn’t matter. The strongest me is also the most perfect in body. Don’t panic, it’s not a big problem.
Satoru Gojo remembers that Little Red Hair has clothes that suit him at home.
No problem, just wait until Little Red Hair wakes up and ask her to borrow it. There will be no problem with the skirt.
The little red hair sleeps soundly in the quilt, her red hair rubs against her face, her hair is bright, her skin is pale, her breathing is even, and her breathing is shallow in the quiet space.
Satoru Gojo noticed that the little red-haired eyelashes were long and slender, with a faint red color, and there was still childlike baby fat on her soft face.
——Still young.
Satoru Gojo muttered in his heart, inexplicably feeling that something was wrong with this idea, and he couldn't figure out why.
Satoru Gojo sat on the edge of the bed and poked Yayoi's soft cheek with his finger.
--Soft.
Satoru Gojo thought it felt good, and the red-haired face always felt good, so he couldn't help but poke it a few more times.
Yayoi frowned in his sleep. He buried his face under the quilt, and after a while he revealed his small face because he couldn't bear the boredom.
Satoru Gojo pokes again.
Yayoi's eyelashes fluttered. She seemed to have had a dream, in which someone was poking her face, but she was so heavy with sleep that she couldn't open her eyes.
After finally opening her eyes, Yayoi spotted the white furry creature sitting by the window, with its furry paws still hanging in the air, very close to her face.
"Furry?" Yayoi half-opened his eyes, feeling sleepy.
"Meow?" Fuzzy was also stunned for a moment, and Yayoi suddenly saw a confused expression on that face.
Gojo Cat: I am a cat again.
Yayoi rubbed his eyes and took Fu Fu, who was stunned by the window, into the bed. His face was buried in the soft fur, and the sound he made was muffled.
"Don't play tricks, I'm still sleepy." Before the sleepiness dissipated, Yayoi planned to take a nap, and at the end he muttered that there was no class today.
Satoru Gojo feels so fucked, why is he a cat again? Why is he a cat again?
Can this day get any better?
Meow--
The cat was so angry that he struggled with his little paws a few times, but the little red hair hugged him so tightly that he had no effect. Instead, he noticed a soft touch.
Gojo Cat: Ang?
Maomao stepped down with his paws, which were soft and fufu. His eyes moved downward, and he noticed that his little paws were placed on Little Red Hair's chest.
Gojo Cat: "..."
It turns out that the little red hair is also a red hair with breasts.
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The author has something to say:
Brother Jie: I wanted to beat up that chicken and break up the cat.
In the next chapter, Brother Jie will take Gojo the cat to the hospital for sterilization surgery (bushi.
Satoru Gojo: I have to be a good person.
#Laughter to death, it doesn’t exist.
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