Stare at who turns into a cat [Comprehensive]

Hair licking is an extremely time-consuming project. If it is a cat raised alone by humans, it will take almost half a day to clean itself.

If a group of cats live together, as the boss cat, in order to show and consolidate its status, it needs to lick the fur of all the younger cats, which shows how hard it is.

However, being the king of the group is the honor that every feline dreams of. Naturally, they don’t feel that their workload is too much. The fur is smooth and the water is slippery.

At this moment, the tree that has changed back to animal shape is holding the Bombay cat, stretching out its tongue with soft thorns to groom the other party's hair, starting from above the eye sockets and combing backwards.It is conceivable that if it is the original human form, according to this technique (?) it can definitely make a big back.

The guy being pampered has no self-consciousness of defeat at all, and probably still has some human habits. He feels that it is more comfortable to lie down and enjoy the services of others (cats). cheap look.

"The neck will be a little itchy... Hahaha, I like the ear part more, yes, that's it..." It closed its eyes slightly, resting its head on its overlapping front paws, and occasionally lazily stamped With a yawn, the tip of the tail also moved up and down slightly.

I don't know what kind of state of mind it is, or driven by instinct, the lion cat squatting next to it can't stop staring at its tail. Its big round eyes seem very focused and energetic, and its head moves up and down accordingly. It's like he's been nodding in recognition of something.

After a while, it seemed a little unable to hold back its own desire, and tentatively stretched out a front paw, trying to catch something that attracted its attention.But it subconsciously developed a sense of fear, and didn't dare to be presumptuous at all, so the claws hanging high hesitated, and it didn't mean to move forward for a long time.

"You'd better not touch it casually."

The Bombay cat turned its head slightly, its iris-colored eyes looked back a little loosely, its voice was obviously still smiling, but there was no hint of pleasure in it, it was clearly some kind of dire warning.

"It's my kindness to let you stay here. Don't do unnecessary things, otherwise... Hey, don't bite my ear, it hurts."

It was only halfway through the threat, when the cat boss who was licking furiously above his head grabbed his ear and pulled it upwards in a warning manner.In this regard, it can only pretend to be aggrieved, and complained in a low voice: "I don't like the feeling of pain, please lighten—"

"You're the one who talks a lot."

The boss, who was a full circle smaller than it, raised its front paw and slapped it on the back again.However, although the reprimand was rude, the movement was thunderous and rainy, and the hair on his back was hardly messed up, and he was even stroked with his paw as a comfort.

As the saying goes, one slap and one sweet date, Shuli felt that he had grasped the essence of it and was applying it perfectly in practice.

But the little brother who was taught by it was a guy who had a lot of ghosts and was good at pretending to be pitiful. Instead of calming down, he buried his head in the gap between his arms and choked up in a muffled voice.

"It hurts - I was beaten to the point of falling apart. If you are paralyzed, you will be responsible for taking care of me in the future, combing my hair every day, and then bringing food to my mouth..."

"...You're obviously Pengci, right?"

Cat King widened his green eyes, and wanted to hit him twice to vent his anger, but he was afraid of being abused even more. It was really wrong to put down his raised front paw, and it was even wrong to lift it up. He froze completely for a while. place.

"Not at all..."

The Mumbai cat, who has figured out the opponent's temper, continued to pretend innocently, trying to cover the sly curve of the corner of his lips, and said softly for his own benefit, "I'm telling the truth, you didn't get beaten Well, of course I don’t know how much I’m going to do... Hey, you’re the boss, and I can’t get a reasonable explanation, it’s really miserable..."

"...Then what do you want?" Facing the fluffy cat-shaped, Juri couldn't show any determination to deal with the human-shaped Dazai Osamu. At this moment, the bottom line moved again and again, and he gave in helplessly.

"If I say it, will you promise me?"

The head buried under the arms moved, and a kite-colored cat pupil was quietly revealed, explaining what it means to be "weak, pitiful, and helpless", which can hit the heart of any person (cat).Even the lion cat, who dared not make a sound, nodded silently, with the expression of "whatever you want! The whole world is here for you!".

If he still has a humanoid appearance and memory, Akutagawa Ryunosuke may have already activated his supernatural powers, biting the new opponent with Rashomon's giant teeth, pressing him against the wall, and burst out a sentence from the soul with a grim expression shout.

"—Promise Mr. Dazai!"

——Why wasn’t I the one who was entrusted?I can!I can do anything!

The latter sentence is probably the obsession in his heart, because it was too painful and deep, but he didn't have the courage to say it clearly, so he could only blindly control Rashomon to destroy everywhere to vent, and slightly appease his unwillingness.

However, as a weak cat cub at this moment, all it can do is to observe silently, trying to learn from the cat king so that it will be easier to get along with the Bombay cat in the future.

The guy who is regarded as the object of observation is not having a good time at the moment. Under the blessing of the dual attributes of "fluffy + weak person's prayer", he is already dizzy, and he can't wait for the other party to say "good and good" to agree to everything .However, as the boss's platoon face, he maintained his dignity for the last time, and still put on a cold look on his face.

"Let's talk about it first. If it's reasonable, I'll—"

"Then I said it." Probably seeing its strong outside, the Bombay cat tilted its head, looked over eagerly, and counted its requests one by one, "You can't hit me in the future, and you can't just say anything about me. , the most important thing is to pamper me and treat me better... Is my request not too much?"

"I still feel that this is a premeditated touch..." Cat King struggled hard in front of the last bottom line, trying to escape before stepping into the trap set by the other party.

However, the Bombay cat sniffed pitifully, its iris-colored eyes gleamed wetly, and asked in a trembling voice, "Just be nice to me, won't you?"

Pfft.

Puff, puff, puff.

I don't know who heard the sound of being shot in the chest. In short, no matter whether it was the cat who was entrusted or the cats watching, they all showed a dazed look, kneeling under the smooth-flowing strategy.

In a nutshell - good, good, say what you want, and the whole world will grab it and kick it for you!

"Then go ahead." The Bombay cat, which had succeeded in its plan, wagged its tail, put on an appearance of an uncle again, and lazily suggested: "The ground is really hard, why don't you find a comfortable place to lie down and start... The nest you brought back just now looks pretty good, huh?"