Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

Not long after the two cats reached a consensus, they heard rustling noises from the bed not far away.They raised their ears tacitly, and turned their heads to look at the source of the sound——

Unaware that there were two pairs of eyes watching him in the dark, the real feline turned over, kept its head buried in the pillow, its lower body tilted upwards, and stretched slowly.

Since he changed his long kimono before going to bed last night and put on the pajamas specially bought for him by his cohabitant again, his unfettered long tail was smoothly exposed, and he drew a comfortable line in midair with his movements. arc.

"Well, I'm so sleepy..."

His sagging waistline was extremely soft, and he felt no pain even when he pressed against the sheets, so he had no intention of turning himself back into a human form for a long time.After all, for him, being a cat is much easier and happier than being a human.

For some unknown reason, the two people (cats) hiding in the dark really wanted to block each other's eyes, and they sincerely envied (jealousy) Hirotsu Yanagi who lived in the same room—speaking of which, they are now switched Is the room still available?However, they are all single rooms. If there is no special reason, the success rate of the application is probably zero.

In particular, after considering Mori Ogai's thoughts, Osamu Dazai became more certain of his judgment.

(Evidently during his business trip to Italy, the slug still had the opportunity to be alone with the kitten... ah, ah, it's so annoying.)

He glanced at his over-lucky rival, and the black water in his belly boiled up, prompting him to tilt his body calmly, as if he was a cat that accidentally bumped into his side after changing his position, and directly threw the opponent Give the arch a shielding range.

"...You bastard!" Manjikang turned his head very quickly, angrily wanting to raise his claws to hit the perpetrator's head.But soon, the voice from behind disturbed his thoughts, making the whole cat's body stiffen.

"So you're already awake, it's so early."

Thinking that they have lost their human memory, the cat king stood up, temporarily not intending to settle accounts after autumn, but rather lovingly (?) observed the little cat cubs, and even leaned over to touch the soft orange hair on the top of his senior's head.

——This touch is amazing, it’s almost like cotton candy...

Being stroked on the head by his disciple in such a disrespectful posture, Nakahara Zhong also couldn't show his usual teacher's demeanor to teach the other party a lesson. He had to take a deep breath and force himself to show the appearance that an ordinary (silly) cat should have. An inaudible "meow" came out of his throat.

However, his hard-working (?) performance was not recognized by the audience, Juli frowned, and muttered worriedly: "Could it be that the effect of alcohol has not subsided, should I send it to the infirmary to see?" Just a glance..."

"……Meow!"

The number one physical master in Hong Kong and Hong Kong who has always been fearless dares to swear that he has never heard such a deterrent threat in his life, so he hurriedly put aside all the burden of image, closed his eyes and howled.

(If you go out of this door and let others know that he was turned into a cat by his disciples after drinking too much, I don’t know what weird gossip will come out...)

(If he hasn't done anything, he can smile calmly. The key is that he really did something he shouldn't do, and he's so guilty!)

(Anyway, it’s just meowing a few times...it’s not a big deal at all!)

As a man who can bend and stretch, Nakahara Chuya consciously gave up all the bottom lines, and no difficulty can shake him.As a result, when he watched the person in front of him take out an ominous box in the shape of a small house from the corner, and diligently filled it with cat litter, he seemed to hear a "crack" from the central nervous system. There was a sound of breaking.

(...Just kidding, this kind of thing.)

When he was so frightened into a trance that he began to use inverted sentences to express his shock, a pair of ruthless iron claws directly picked him up, put him into the encirclement of cat litter, and even looked at him encouragingly, Enthusiastically analyzing the current situation: "Generally speaking, using cat litter should be regarded as a cat's natural skill, right? However, if Senior Chuya doesn't know how to use it, I can help you!"

"..."

Manjikang lowered his head expressionlessly, with despair in his eyes - if you want me to die, you'd better kill me with one shot.

Since it is not a real cat, it does not have the feeling of "curiosity must be answered", so I don't want to know what the so-called "help" refers to.

Fortunately, the cat king still has the last trace of companion love, and quickly picked up the detachable small cover and buckled it on the top of the litter box, providing users with a sleeping space.

Unlike the last time he bathed a few cats, this time he really took care of them with the attitude of the boss, and there was no intention of playing a prank.However, his kindness obviously had the opposite effect, and Zhong Yuanzhong, who was locked in the bathroom dedicated to cats, also completely fell into a state of autism.

(Being a cat is really disappointing...)

He didn't know that he was actually treated very well, because another cat litter box was taken out from the tree, and it was also filled to the brim, and then he grabbed the Bombay cat hiding in the shadow and pressed it down forcibly went in.

"Meow~"

Compared with his arch-rival who couldn't let go of his face, Osamu Dazai behaved more like a coquettish cat cub, his elongated tail sound was soft and soft, like sweet syrup, and he could tell that his sweetness was at least five plus sign or more.

With amnesia as an excuse, it gave him space to make good use of his talent as a dramatist. Seeing that he was about to face the tragic situation of differential treatment, he immediately tilted his head, rubbed his fluffy chin against his disciple's fingers, and with a pair of With a cute appearance, he raised his face and blinked his eyes.

The central idea in this move can be summed up in one word - I am really a cutie, please treat me well.

"Forget it, after all, it's just a cat with no memory..."

Shuli seemed to admit defeat in the sight of the other party, and silently let go of the finger that suppressed the black cat, and turned to touch his mobile phone from the table beside him, flipped open the cover, and showed an absolute disapproval towards it. It was a good-natured smile, "If you thought I would be so generous, you were wrong. It would be easier for me to collect black history without memory. It's really wonderful."

"..."

Pretending not to understand what he was talking about, Osamu Dazai stood firm and did not move, but he was constantly reflecting in his heart: Did I do anything too much?Probably not, why does the kitten look so full of resentment... Could it be because of the feline arrogance?

Forcibly distorting the facts to encourage myself to move on (to die), the black kitten gracefully planed the cat litter, then turned around and squatted down, and meowed pitifully twice at the (perverted) guy who raised the camera .

In the ears of Cat King, the written voice is naturally transformed into clear syllables—"If you keep watching, you will be responsible to me?"

"You are not a female cat, why should I be responsible?"

He complained unceremoniously, and then, as if he had noticed some blind spot, his face gradually became serious, and he muttered to himself: "Speaking of which, we have never been honest with each other in the physical sense. They have to be separated by a layer of bandages, maybe you are actually a woman, usually you have to stretch your breasts up..."

Osamu Dazai, who was victimized by the wind criticism, barely kept smiling, and suppressed the unhappiness in his heart: How dare this kitten speak?Although it sounds reasonable, it is completely a product of brain opening, obviously last time I accidentally slept on the same bed... Um, no, it seemed to be separated by a layer of quilt at that time?Anyway, need him to prove his gender :)

The master and the apprentice couldn't help thinking of the same verification method, but no matter who did it, it seemed that there was a suspicion of sexual harassment, which was really unsightly, and they finally reached a stalemate.

Fortunately, the door of the room happened to be knocked from the outside at the most embarrassing moment.The "aggressive" voice was very restrained and respectful, without even the slightest hint of urging, and it made people know the identity of the comer as soon as they heard it.

"I'll open the door."

Guangjin Liulang was drinking tea on the other side, blatantly admiring the interaction between the domestic cat and the cat thief who was persecuted by the assimilation ability. At this moment, he waved his hand to stop Juli who wanted to get up, and walked towards the direction of the sound source go.

Sure enough, the visitor was none other than Ryunosuke Akutagawa in black.

Probably because of the hangover, his skin was much paler than usual, and the color was almost transparent. The whole figure looked like an image cut out of a thin piece of paper, as if it would fall precariously when the wind blows.

However, he is not used to focusing on himself. The first thing he did when he woke up this morning was to take a look at the situation of his junior—after all, according to the degree of danger at the reception last night, without him It is really difficult to guarantee to get out of the body, right?

But what he didn't expect was that the one who cared the most stayed in the house without any accident, while the two who should have had the least accident turned into cats who had no ability to resist.

When he saw the teacher, who could be called a nightmare maker, being pressed in the litter box and put on an awkward and polite look, he instantly understood the truth.

(It seems that Mr. Dazai should be in the same condition as before, still possessing human memory.)

(Then, in order to prevent seniors from making big mistakes without knowing it, he is obliged to tell the truth to end this farce——)

Firmly believing in the theory that "Mr. Dazai did not deliberately deceive his seniors, he just had no chance to say it", he stepped forward and very calmly released the first killing move at the beginning of the new year——

"Senior, please don't force Mr. Dazai to use cat litter, it actually hit you—"

"Meow!"

A slightly high-pitched meow sounded suddenly, and immediately after, Hei, who realized that his deeds were about to be exposed, leapt forward, and nimbly climbed up the upright disciple's black coat, before Rashomon activated it. , directly knocked its owner backwards, barely leaning on the wall so that he didn't fall to the floor in embarrassment.

Due to the extra layer of cover as a hindrance, the orange Mankikon rushed a little slower. After watching the opponent's reckless blow, there was only one thought left in his mind: Dazai, this guy has quite a potential ah……

The author has something to say: _(:3∠)_ Dazai worked very hard to not reveal his secrets, there should be applause here (???

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