【Hui Shimazaki】Guide to domestication of wild cats

Free-living feline humans are very rare in this society.Most of them were signed by their parents who were the appendages of others when they were born, and they became commodities that were bought and sold before they even opened their eyes.Among the rare free cats, young ones are easily captured by black market dealers once they are left alone.Although adults are superior to ordinary people in strength, they are suppressed by the whole society, without any means of making a living, and can only parasitize on others.

When a feline is alone, those around tend to assume he is someone's favorite pet.

Maybe lost, maybe trusted, allowed to go out alone.

Well-meaning people sometimes call the police and inform the special department of the police station that is responsible for "mediating" conflicts between the two races.They would take the information in the iris comparison file of the feline human, cross-checking whether he was qualified to hang out on the street.

The vile ones would want to own such a beautiful pet without paying any material price.Therefore, incidents of cats being abducted occur from time to time.

This dimly lit bar is not the kind of environment where well-meaning people would like to linger.So when the pretty blond boy walked over with a suitcase, everyone's eyes, no matter at the bar or booths, were attracted.

It is not easy to see cats with such a high-grade appearance outside, and the owners are all treasures, carefully hidden at home, for fear of being coveted by others.Not to mention not taking care of him by his side, and letting him stay in this kind of place alone.

Huaze had to endure these fiery and ulterior gazes, as well as the greasy, bitter smell like medicine in the air.In fact, this is indeed the smell of some kind of medicine, but it is not used for treatment, but for excitement.

The smell comes from the people in the corner booth who take turns to enjoy it with pipes. It also exists on the stage and beside the aisle.Prohibited stimulants should exist in such a place where fish and dragons are mixed, as if the people who come here are all for those shady deals.

Feline humans are immune to human stimulants. Apart from the smell, Huaze has no other feelings, but he has no way to close his sense of smell, which is more sensitive than humans. He can only rub the tip of his nose and clearly write his disgust on his face.

"Whose kitten got lost?" With the unfamiliar voice, and the body temperature of someone approaching above her head, Huaze sank and avoided the man who wanted to touch his head.

Not you, he thought.

The rejected person's head is dizzy, and he is still deeply in the paralysis of drugs.He brazenly leaned forward again, thinking it was just to take advantage of it.

"Is your master not here? Why don't you follow me to the lounge upstairs."

"It's okay to go, but can you afford the money?" Hua Ze recalled the way Shimazaki taught him to speak, with a flattering tone and a sweet voice.

"What is flattery, what is sweetness? Can you show me one first?" When Shimazaki taught him, Hanazawa clenched his fists, really wanting to hit the smiling face in front of him as if he was teasing him .

He had never heard Shimazaki talk to others in a delicate tone.

"Well..." Shimazaki put away his smile, as if he was thinking about something seriously.Hanazawa thinks otherwise, do you really want to perform for me?As he imagined, he got goose bumps in advance.But Shimazaki leaned down, leaned into his ear, and whispered something.

Huaze blushed immediately, and punched that face with his fist as he wished.

He said, like you just called my name in bed.

How do I remember what my name is!Hua Ze thought bitterly, but tried to soften his usually high and vigorous voice, and distanced himself from the delirious man who had taken drugs: "I'm very expensive."

It turned out to be a prostitute, and the men all gathered here with a look of understanding.There are people who buy felines for their own gratification, and there are people who know how to make the most of their value.It appears the kitten was placed in such a place on purpose to attract their attention.

Hanazawa hated being stared at, and even more hated being surrounded by a large group of smelly people.Fortunately, the location he chose was next to his target today. The man who stood up with a smile on hearing "very expensive" wore a Patek Philippe on his wrist. He deliberately raised his hand to wrap Huaze's shoulder, He said to him: "I have a VIP room upstairs, are you interested?"

Of course there is, too much.

Hua Ze breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled apologetically at the man who came first.

This is a bar in name, but it is actually an entertainment venue that provides various services.Some of the people who came had money, and some came for entertainment, and some were short of money, so it was easier to make money here.

"Although you look cute, I still want to make it clear in advance that I value gameplay more than appearance. What tricks do you know?" The man walked in the soft carpeted corridor on the second floor with Hua Ze in his arms. When, so smell.

Huaze lifted his suitcase: "You are satisfied."

The man smiled when his eyes fell on the small box that prostitutes like to carry.He guessed what was in it, and sometimes these guys in the flesh business would come up with things he couldn't even think of in order to add money.

He really didn't expect that the box contained no sex toys.

Hua Ze locked the door and dragged the man who fainted from his kick on the chin to the side so as not to block him from doing things.He opened the suitcase, which contained several changes of clothes, toiletries, and even a bottle of medicine with a doctor's label on it.It looked no different from what a prostitute would bring if asked to spend the night here.However, there are many dark metal parts in the cloth and jars.

Huaze took them out one by one, put them back together, and put the sniper rifle on the windowsill.

The place Shimazaki picked was not bad, the window was facing the window of the opposite building.It was a much more high-end and more luxurious building than the small dilapidated building he was in, which was full of the atmosphere of the last century. The glass on the curtain wall was polished, perfectly reflecting the surrounding buildings, which looked a little unreal.

Hanazawa saw Shimazaki through the scope. He was sitting on a chair, talking with the people beside him.The bodyguards in pitch-black uniforms protected the person he was talking to, and several of them were pointing their guns at Shimazaki to prevent him from doing anything he shouldn't do.

Hanazawa has met the person who talked to Shimazaki, and he is also an important government official like "that person". They often drink together and are sometimes seen by Hanazawa.Huaze is also often borrowed by him to kill some unpleasant people for him.

Among the bodyguards were two tall adult cats.There was also a black-haired boy in a T-shirt sitting in the corner, that was Kageyama.

Kageyama's figure was very distant, he never liked such occasions.But Huaze knew that his purpose of being here was not just protection, but also surveillance.Just like when you perform this kind of task yourself, reporting every move of his "friend" to "that person" is the most important part of the work.

Even Shimazaki couldn't easily succeed in such a strict defense situation.That's why I had to use my accent to seduce a self-righteous perverted rich second generation.

Huaze frowned after hearing his battle plan.After finally agreeing, he said that this was the only time, but Shimazaki made an inch of it: that's no good, now you are my partner, you should obey the organization's arrangement.Shit, Hua Ze thought, it was obviously arranged by you yourself.When he was performing missions before, he never considered how to hide his identity and how to make people unable to catch traces of his presence.If he killed, he was killed, if he was seen, he was seen, they couldn't catch him anyway, so it didn't matter.

Therefore, at that time, the name "Teru" will become more and more widely known.

Shimazaki is different, he hides himself very well, he looks like whatever he plays.Even if someone died unexpectedly afterwards, he would not be suspected.

Just like now, he is just a little talkative leader of a gang involved in the illegal trading of feline humans, and he intends to use money to buy the person who has the most say in this matter at the moment, so as to facilitate their business operations.

A woman with long curly hair poured Shimazaki a cup of tea. Hanazawa also knew her as the official's personal secretary.She handles most of the dirty dealings, and of course her relationship with her employer is not so clean either.

She herself is very good at fighting, which is the reason why she is always taken into and out of dangerous places as a woman.

When she looked at Shimazaki, there was a smile in her eyes suddenly, and Shimazaki thanked her, and a few words made the smile bloom even brighter.

So Shimazaki also laughed heartily, and the target beside him seemed to be infected by their topic, and laughed too.But the smiles of the two men are exactly the same false.

Hanazawa opened the bolt and pulled the trigger against another smiling face.

The owner of the smiling face stood there blankly, as if he hadn't realized what happened to him.There was only a small bullet hole between his eyebrows, and the thick blood oozed out extremely slowly, drawing a crooked line on his face.

However, the back of his head was completely blown apart by the high-speed spinning bullet, making him fall to the ground before he could make any movements like a tall building that had been forcibly demolished.

The bodyguards reacted quickly, and half of them rushed up to the window, firing their guns in the direction of the ballistic trajectory.Half of the people went straight to the building where Huaze was located.Kageyama disappeared in the chaos - the person he was protecting died instantly, and nothing he did to help the rest.

Shimazaki was still acting, he panicked, couldn't even walk steadily, staggered and fled towards the exit.The female secretary took the opportunity to hold him, turned around vigilantly and raised the gun, and retreated with Shimazaki.

Hanazawa, who was about to stand up and dismantle the sniper rifle, repositioned himself and fired another shot.

"Why are you so angry?" Shimazaki sat on the back seat of the car and wiped the female secretary's blood on the jacket with a tissue.Beside him was a feline boy who deliberately kept a distance from him and quickly sat on the car window.

He moved a little further and stuck to Huaze's body, and the latter frowned, "You're sitting on my tail!"

"Oh, I'm sorry." Shimazaki moved back, held up the cat's tail which was flicking irritably, and said in a sincere tone: "Tail, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, don't be angry."

"I'm the one who's angry!" Hua Ze pinched him.

"I think you are all very angry, comfort each other one by one, don't worry." Shimazaki still hugged his tail, smoothing his hair sincerely.

Huaze blushed to the neck when he touched her, and she almost couldn't care less about getting angry.It's a pity that the driver sent by the organization is in the driver's seat, and he can see his blushing face in the rearview mirror as soon as he looks up.Shimazaki was sitting upright, with an innocent expression on his face, rubbing his fingers around the tip of his tail that had exploded.

It's very thin here, as thin as a child's little finger, swinging back and forth between his fingers, like a caterpillar caught by someone.

Hua Ze pulled the tail back from his hand and glared at him.He wanted to scold Shimazaki a few words, but it was inconvenient for outsiders.He wanted to push Shimazaki down on the leather seat again, but of course this was even more inconvenient.

He could only hold back, leaning against the car window to watch the rapidly receding scenery outside, trying to temporarily forget the existence of the walking Mutian Liao next to him.

But Mu Tianliao didn't realize it, leaned over, put his head on his head, and whispered: "The marksmanship is good, every shot is accurate."

Hua Ze ignored him.

Shimazaki rubbed against him: "You are so smart, much better than me before, you can learn everything in one go."

Huaze still looked out of the window, but felt a little happy.

"You are so nice and still like me, I am so happy."

Huaze finally couldn't help but let out a chuckle, and immediately suppressed the smile again, looking at the front driver's seat.In the rearview mirror, the driver was calm, as if he was not surprised.

"Do you often take people into the car?" Hua Ze asked, "He looks used to it."

"It doesn't rule out the need for work." Shimazaki is very honest: "However, since he works in an organization, he is not a person who will talk about other people's affairs."

"Necessary for work." Hua Ze repeated: "Is flirting with the female secretary also necessary for your work?"

"First, I can't see, why are you flirting with her?" Shimazaki put his arms around Hanazawa's waist, and pulled him from the car window to his body: "Second, didn't you kill her?"

"I killed her because she was also the mission target."

"Is it my target? I agreed that after you succeeded in the first sniping, you would evacuate immediately just in case, why did you shoot the second time?"

"I'm more than capable."

"arrogant."

"Each each other."

The organization Shimazaki belongs to is called "Claw", and the person he calls Boss is a red-haired man with no expression when speaking.He said that he is not interested in Huaze's origin, and his status doesn't matter, as long as it can be useful, he can stay.

Hanazawa became Shimazaki's partner as a matter of course. When there is no task, the two buy vegetables and cook together. When they are full, they either read books, or Shimazaki teaches him various killing techniques.The sun was shining warmly in the room, and the two of them lay on the sofa, Shimazaki's fingers pointing back and forth on him.

What kind of internal organs are here, and what kind of blood vessels are here.What can be done can cause injury, and what can be done can cause death.

If it weren't for the fact that the content of the talk is too young and inappropriate, the picture is quite warm at first glance.

While talking, Shimazaki's hand slipped to a place that did not belong to the teaching content, and began to teach him another lesson.

Such a small life lasted for a while, and Huaze lived lazily every day, feeling lazy physically and mentally.So when he saw Yingshan, he felt a little surprised, but also felt reasonable.

Kageyama is a feline human like him, but he has no ears.He was wearing a yellow sweater, and when he was sitting downstairs in the apartment waiting for Hua Ze, he looked like an ordinary boy from a distance.

TBC