【Hui Shimazaki】Guide to domestication of wild cats

· Huaze is so miserable, a guide cat, who was eaten by a cat's head at work

"Liang, what kind of person do you want to be?"

A boy once asked Shimazaki that.Probably his childhood playmate when he was in the organization, he can't remember exactly.

At that time, Shimazaki was fumbling with the gun in his hand to disassemble it piece by piece and put it back together again—this was his daily duty to check.

Learning to disassemble a firearm is the basis of being a killer.Ease of carrying is one of them. When faced with certain extreme situations, not leaving weapons to the enemy can also create a chance for oneself to survive.

It would be great if you don't need a gun, I can't even see where the enemy is.Shimazaki thought, but he didn't say it, because the instructor had a bad temper and was easily beaten.Although he didn't know that the instructor was also confused about the fact that he had to train a blind man to play with guns, why did the boss throw the blind man to him and only said that he should train like everyone else, and he didn't dare to ask more questions? ?

"I don't know." Shimazaki skillfully disassembled the gun, reassembled it, and had fun: "Just don't become a dead person."

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" The playmate was amused by him, and punched him on the shoulder with his fist.Shimazaki's shoulders sank and he dodged.Backhand stabbed the opponent's waist lightly, and then heard the ticklish boy squeak.

Unexpectedly, Shimazaki's joke became a prophecy the next day.The boy who was a few years older than him died, and was killed by mistake during the mission.

Shimazaki didn't know exactly what happened, but this kind of thing was so common that everyone around him became numb.According to the rules of the organization, the boy's body was recovered to prevent any information that would be detrimental to the organization from being detected by people with ulterior motives.

Before incineration, it was placed in the underground morgue.

Everyone knows that there is a morgue in the basement of the organization's building.This fact was remote to Shimazaki until he actually experienced death.

He stood in front of the boy's body, rubbing the bruises on his face from the instructor's beating.One of the deciduous teeth was knocked out, but fortunately, it was already loose, and the blood flow was not much.I thought that the punishment would make Shimazaki give up the idea of ​​coming here, but until he was beaten and scarred, he still smiled and said in the direction of the instructor: "I want to see him."

"Look, remember his appearance well, and be careful not to become like this." The instructor threw him into the morgue and slammed the door.Shimazaki staggered two steps and found a bed.

Lying on the bed was the boy who was fighting with him yesterday.

Shimazaki touched his hand first, it was cold, hard, and exuded a faint strange smell.Shimazaki stopped with his hand on his neck as he moved up his arm to find his face.

It was not the touch of the neck he was familiar with.In his concept, the neck should have a nearly cylindrical shape.But now the place he touched was very strange, not to mention the messy shape, and it was also very awkward.

Oh, it's broken.Cervical spines punctured out of the skin, no wonder.

It turns out that you can really kill without a gun, Shimazaki thought.From this day on, he began to consciously break something.Picked up twigs, pencils, plastic daggers used in combat training, and real human necks.

Click.

Such is the sound of death.

"I can't see, you lead the way." Shimazaki tugged at the leash in his hand, which made the teenager who was collared by him make a dissatisfied voice.

Hua Ze has recovered from the bad mood.He double-checked that he was standing outside, breathing in the damp, cool morning air.The atrium of the shopping plaza is crowded with people, most of whom are retired people who are at home and come to buy the freshest vegetables and fruits in the morning.There are also students who skip classes and play video games. They are about the same age as Hua Ze, and they enjoy the stolen time unscrupulously.Stores have just opened, and clerks are running down the narrow aisles in order not to be late.

There are fireworks everywhere.

Hanazawa was in the crowd, not in Shimazaki's dark cell-like room.As long as Shimazaki let go of the rope at any moment, he can completely disappear from the blind man.His heart was beating so hard, and the plaza was filled with voices and footsteps that it was impossible for Shimazaki to pick up on his thoughts as easily as before.This is his best chance to escape Shimazaki.

Not to be distracted, Hua Ze bit his lower lip, he had to behave more naturally.

Looking up and searching around, Huaze locked on a clothing store.Then he mobilized his emotions and said in as light a voice as possible: "This one."

His palms were dripping with sweat, apart from being nervous, it was also because of the people around him looking at him.

To be precise, look at them.

Needless to say, Shimazaki has always been the focus of others' attention.Hanazawa is also very self-aware of her appearance.Yeah, he doesn't think having a pretty face is a good thing, especially being a feline human.Appearance is his burden, the flaw that makes him coveted.So he always wears a hood on missions, and it's not just his ears that he wants to cover.

So beautiful, is that a leopard cat?

Must be expensive.

look!The notches on his ears are crescent-shaped.

The whispers reached Huaze's ears, and even if he didn't want to hear them, he couldn't close his ears, which were more sensitive than humans.

In their mouth, they are a commodity.After being carefully crafted, the price is clearly marked, and then the product is sold to others physically and mentally.

In their eyes, the man holding the rope behind them is their own owner.

In their hearts, feline humans are such playthings.

Human beings who are arrogant and dominate everything are disgustingly arrogant.

Hanazawa curled up her fingers, thinking of her nails cut off by Shimazaki, who is also a human being.A cold sadness grew and gradually spread to all limbs.

It will grow again, he told himself.So are nails, so are obsessions, and so are hatred.

Hanazawa turned around and looked at Shimazaki with a pair of bright red eyes.The latter was ignorant of the teenager's emotions, but he also heard the chattering around him: "It seems that you are really good-looking, and they are all talking about you."

Hua Ze didn't speak, he walked straight forward to get the first hooded sweater he saw.The sweater is royal blue with warm stripes on it, which is very suitable for teenagers.

"I'm going to try it on," he said.

"Are you angry?" Shimazaki felt that the pace of the feline boy had accelerated significantly.

Yes, of course you will be angry.He is so proud of a person, and now wears a collar like a real pet, and it is insulting to be judged by someone who was not in his eyes before.

Shimazaki knew from the beginning that he was not a house cat used to being kept in captivity.

Hanazawa got into the fitting room, the rope was so long, Shimazaki had to follow in.There were two people standing in the narrow fitting room, it was still a bit crowded, but fortunately, Hua Ze was used to being next to this person.This made him feel a little ironic. He hated physical contact the most, and the first body he got used to turned out to be his enemy.

While unbuttoning his shirt, he thought about how to get Shimazaki to let go of the rope.

"Want to take it off?" Shimazaki asked, "Collar".

Huaze thought he heard it wrong, and his fingers stayed on the action of unbuttoning.

"You hate wearing this thing." Shimazaki covered his hand and undid the button that was halfway out of the buttonhole for him.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to?" Shimazaki scratched his chin and asked again.

Hanazawa had no idea what this man was thinking.Every word and every action of his seems to be setting himself a trap.What is exasperating is that he has no other choice but to jump down.

"Of course, you are not afraid of me running away?"

"Can you run?" Shimazaki asked without answering.He leaned lazily against the wall of the fitting room, bent his knees to match Huaze's height, and continued to undo other buttons for him.

No, I still can't get used to it.

Hua Ze originally thought that no matter how much this person touched her, he would not make such a fuss like before.But now, the man's fingers obviously didn't touch him, but he just gently unbuttoned him, and he felt his body start to heat up.

The buttons that came out of the buttonholes were like a pat on his missed heartbeat.

"I'll do it myself." Hanazawa grabbed Shimazaki's hand, this was the first time he took the initiative to touch him with his own hand.He wanted to push those hands away, but instead, they were held by those hands that were slender and stronger than his own.Shimazaki's fingers dug into his, and gathered tightly on the back of his hand.

"Hui, your hands are so hot."

Shimazaki's voice was still in his ears, but the lips that uttered these words were already on his lips.

He wanted to escape, he felt that he should escape, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't use any strength, and the tightly clasped fingers seemed to melt into the opponent's hand.

It turns out that such a man has soft lips.This was the only thing that Hua Ze could think of in his sleepy mind.

Shimazaki pressed his hand against the wall behind him, and it hurt a little.Shimazaki sucked his lips lightly, biting his teeth lightly or hard.The strange pleasure that accompanies the pain makes Hanazawa crave for more.The other party took advantage of the situation to invade his mouth, teasing his bewildered tongue.Saliva dripped down Hanazawa's chin, Shimazaki let him go when he was almost out of breath.

"The technique is so bad, I can't even breathe." Shimazaki took out a hand to get a tissue, wiped off the bright liquid on Hanazawa's chin, and said teasingly.

Shimazaki's skills are indeed very good, and I don't know how many people they practiced on.This thought flashed through Huaze's mind, and he felt that someone was holding his stomach, making him unable to breathe, and it hurt again.

He was actually jealous.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't force me?" Hanazawa's other hand was still in the opponent's hand, and he wanted to pull it out, but Shimazaki clasped it too tightly.His palms were sweaty and sticky, and he didn't know if it was his, Shimazaki's, or both of them.

"You don't look like you're being forced." Shimazaki's voice was full of laughter: "You can kick me, bite me, and if you can't, you can keep your mouth shut, right?"

"Shameless." Hua Ze scolded: "Then you must not strangle me to death."

This is an excuse, Hua Ze knows.Of course he was afraid of Shimazaki, but when his lips and tongue were blending just now, he really forgot to resist.

He didn't want to fight at all.

Shimazaki's touch still remained in his mouth, gentle and domineering.At least in that kiss, he fell.

"Don't tease you, let's get dressed." Shimazaki said, suddenly remembered the proposal before the kiss, and then really took off Hanazawa's collar.

He threw the golden collar and his shirt together, picked up the hoodie that Hanazawa dropped on the ground just now, and handed it to the other party.

The sense of tightness that had been restraining him suddenly emptied, and Hua Ze couldn't believe it.He touched his neck, where there was a faint mark.

"You won't run away." Shimazaki kneaded his thin red ear tips, and then licked the fluffy edges with his tongue that had been intertwined with Hanazawa: "You haven't killed me yet, go back will be punished."

"Don't lick my ears!" Panting, Hanazawa pushed Shimazaki's chin away with a palm.The latter couldn't get enough of it: "Because the shaking and shaking look is really cute."

I should have used my strength just now, Hanazawa thought, but Shimazaki didn't fight back, nor was he angry.

He became confused about where he stood.

Indeed, he had come to kill Shimazaki, and he should have been the one who launched the attack.But from the first time he saw Shimazaki, he kept thinking about running away.

Should he run away?

Especially now, nothing is binding him anymore.

Open the curtain of the fitting room, and five steps away are rows of shelves.There are people everywhere, and everywhere he can hide.

There is life everywhere.

But, does he really need to escape?

Run back, tell "the guy" he failed the mission, and get punished?

"The Man" doesn't like a weapon that doesn't work.No matter how much he loves Huaze, running away is his untouchable bottom line.

So where else can you escape?Until his pact is shredded, the entire society of absolutely enslaved feline humans is his enemy.

Hide and hide in the sewers like a mouse all your life?

Maybe he can endure such a life, but the shadow named Ryo Shimazaki will always follow him, tormenting him until death.

Shimazaki can only be killed, this is the only way out.

"Does it fit?" Shimazaki asked: "Choose a few more for washing. I heard that eggs will be discounted today. Remember to remind me to buy them before going back."

"Do you think that I really can't kill you?" Hua Ze said coldly.

Shimazaki's attitude really annoyed him.

"Why do you think so." Shimazaki pinched his face: "You are excellent, the most powerful purger I have ever seen. So, only you survived."

He seemed to be speaking sweet words of love, with a doting smile on his lips.But the words were like the breath of a poisonous snake, chilling people's bones.

"I still want to continue playing with you, so you can try to kill me. Anyway, I can't find anything more interesting than you."

interesting, isn't it?Hanazawa seemed to be finally beginning to understand what was driving this man's actions.He is not a person who can be examined with normal eyes. For him, fun is the most important part.He doesn't care about routines, and he doesn't care about results.He just enjoys the fun of the process.

In his eyes, he is just a toy now.

Different from the meaning that humans regard their family as toys, in Shimazaki's view, there is no difference between humans and feline humans. They are only divided into those that need to be killed and those that can be entertained.Hua Ze is the latter, so no matter how violent he is, it will not give him a fatal blow.

After figuring this out, Huaze suddenly felt relaxed.

"I understand." Hua Ze put on the hoodie, and with Shimazaki's expressionless face from the corner of her eye, said, "I won't run away, and I won't leave you until I kill you."

"I'm glad to hear you say that." Shimazaki kissed his ear: "Go pick out clothes, my little one."

In the next second, he was grabbed by the front of the cat boy.The latter forcefully pulled him to the same level as himself, then imitated his previous appearance and bit his lips greenly.

The young man's kiss was moist and lingering, but it was not comfortable because he had no technique at all.It seems to be venting anger, and it seems to be proving something.

Hanazawa let go of Shimazaki, wiped off the liquid on her lips with the back of her hand, and said with a smile, "Don't even try to tease me again."

TBC

It’s finally time to start sweet (xiang) sweet (ai) honey (xiang) honey (sha), and the following is the nonsense time of the box:

Talk about the setting of carrying private goods.The reason why Shimazaki likes to pinch other people's necks probably stems from childhood trauma.When a person is injured by an uncontrollable trauma in childhood, in order to struggle out of the hopelessness of passive injury, he will unconsciously repeat this traumatic behavior to occupy a spiritually dominant position.But each repetition is a wake-up call to a painful experience, not a cure for it.Man is such a compulsive self-harm animal, there is no solution.I want to portray Shimazaki, whose flaws have been completely blended into perfection, but because of his character of not knowing it even if he is injured, the article will not express these too clearly, so it is written here.