Cat Breeding Manual

"My point of view?"

Dazai Osamu smiled, and put on a look of serious thinking, but finally responded in a nonchalant way: "Sarah, who knows, maybe it's really a certain cadre who suddenly raised a pet he likes."

Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses, his eyes dimmed slightly, but he could only put this matter aside for the time being, and opened his pocketbook to check today's schedule.

Osamu Dazai spoke leisurely, raised his hand and patted Kunikida Doppo's shoulder: "Well, Kunikida, don't think so much, what's going on, isn't there still our armed detective agency?"

"Dazai, what strange idea are you thinking?"

After hearing Dazai Osamu's words, Kunikida Doppo not only did not feel relieved, but looked at Dazai Osamu suspiciously.

This is not like Dazai Osamu's usual character.

He didn't just worry about the chaos in the world, so why did he suddenly take on the role of appeasing others?

Nakajima Atsushi nodded in agreement, not only that, but today I haven't heard Osamu Dazai's declaration of suicide action every day.

As if remembering something, Atsushi Nakajima whispered into Kunikida Doppo's ear, "Mr. Kunikida, could it be because Mr. Dazai also has a cat?

The two whispered to each other, and looked at Osamu Dazai mysteriously.

"I feel that Mr. Dazai has calmed down a lot after raising a cat."

Kunikida Doppo: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Dazai's cat yet."

"Ah, so, that's also a ochre-colored kitten!" Atsushi Nakajima suddenly had a flash of inspiration and suddenly realized.

Kunikida Doppo also seemed to understand something, and cast a suspicious look at Osamu Dazai.

"Dazai, you didn't steal the port mafia's cat, did you?"

Osamu Dazai:?

Discuss what is the latest fad about him in front of his face?

Where did the conclusion of stealing cats come from?

Osamu Dazai spread his hands, with an innocent face on his face: "It's too much, Kunikida, I'm still on the arrest warrant of the port mafia, how could I steal a cat?"

If the cat came here by itself, it would be another matter.

Kite's eyes were slightly closed, and a faint wave of light rose in his eyes, with a pure and innocent appearance, Kunikida Doppo couldn't bear to look directly at him, the ideal book in his hand was blocked in front of him, and he immediately moved away. topic.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, let's go." He cleared his throat, and said the task solemnly, as if the discussion just now hadn't started at all.

But Osamu Dazai began to say seriously: "Speaking of which, does Kunikida know? There is a disease called furry syndrome."

"Furry Syndrome? Is there such a disease?"

Kunikida Doppo's attention was immediately attracted by Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai nodded solemnly: "Yes, if a person suffering from furry syndrome doesn't raise a cat, he will die from the lack of fur."

"So that's the case. It's a disease I've never heard of before. It needs to be recorded." Kunikida Doppo believed it was true, took out his notebook and carefully prepared to record it, and was shocked by the news thrown by Osamu Dazai. Jumping, the ponytails behind him seemed to jump up vividly.

"It is said that Master Carlisle recently suffered from Fuzzy Syndrome."

"What? Master Carlisle also got this disease?!"

"I lied to you."

"... Dazai!!"

Kunikida Doppo exploded on the spot, tore down a page of his handbook and started using supernatural powers.

Osamu Dazai smiled lightly and dodged Kunikida Doppo's throwing attack, and greeted Atsushi Nakajima with his hands like seaweed: "Say, Atsushi-kun, let's go to the scene first."

Atsushi Nakajima's usual silence: "..."

It's started again, Osamu Dazai jokes about Kunikida's lies and lies.

The little tiger swung the belt that was dragging out of his waist and turned around. His back seemed to be flicking his tail, and he sighed quietly.

Osamu Dazai laughed lightly, his kite eyes narrowed slightly to cover his pensive look, and he put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker again, with a part of the bandage hanging down limply.

I just don’t know whether Nakahara, who turned into a cat, was discovered to have turned into a cat, or just because he turned into a cat again without notice when he was working at the port mafia headquarters...

For the former, Akutagawa Ryunosuke shouldn't be asking around to find a cat; if it's the latter, then he didn't hide well...or came to find him for a while, but instead left with a boy he didn't know, why?

Nakahara Chuya...has he found any way to recover?

……

Nakahara Chuya... Nakahara Chuya sneezed in front of Natsume Takashi, the sound shook him so much that he was startled, and the hair on his body exploded again in an instant.

Natsume Takashi was taken aback: "Have you caught a cold?"

If it's a youkai, it probably won't get sick, it's just that a youkai of this size... looks like a very weak youkai.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Teacher Cat beside him, and cast his eyes as if asking for help.

Teacher Cat's eyes were also full of bewilderment. He lifted his hind legs and wiped his neck, stretched his waist in a serious manner, and approached Zhongyuan Meow cautiously.

Judging from the ability this cat used just now, it can control its strength freely when fighting with it. It should not be a monster with weak monster power, so things like catching a cold are even more nonsense.

It's just that there is a language barrier, so it's a little troublesome.

Thinking of Natsume Takashi's question just now, Mr. Cat was a little unsure whether the cat came to ask for a name.

After all, Natsume Takashi started to follow them after he came out of the store, but a powerful youkai, why did he pretend to be so weak?

Natsume Takashi over there has already dug out the account of friends, spread it out in front of his eyes, and silently recited the mantra——

Those who protect me will show your name.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to change suddenly. The open book of friends turned automatically without any wind, and turned quickly. With this mysterious atmosphere, it floated up.

Zhongyuan Meow was stunned, and subconsciously took half a step back, with a faint red light appearing on her body, and entered a vigilant posture as if being attacked.

Is this another monster's technique?

Isn't the human boy in front of him a human?

Zhongyuan Meow quietly revealed its claws, its cobalt blue almond eyes stared vigilantly at the flipping book of friends, and calmly thought about the current situation.

It's just that the so-called return of the name in his mouth is not so offensive, but rather friendly.

Zhongyuan Meow paced back and forth, its paws moving silently on the wooden floor inconspicuously, the red light lit up for a moment and then disappeared quickly, only quietly observing Natsume Takashi's next movements.

The cat teacher at the side turned his back and sighed, and stopped looking at Takashi Natsume.

This guy Natsume started to return his name again. Seeing that the account of friends is getting thinner and thinner, Mr. Cat feels that his flesh is really hurting.

only--

"no name?!"

The disorderly flipping of the friends' accounts finally stopped, and there was no search result for any name, and the pages of the book were spread out quietly, as if nothing happened just now.

Natsume Takashi was a little surprised, but this situation is not uncommon. After all, after returning many names, some little monsters will come to him for help based on the reputation of "Master Natsume".

If the ocher cat in front of him didn't come to ask for a name, then he came to ask for help?

It’s just that Zhongyuan Meow has never spoken, and when he speaks, he will only meow like an ordinary cat. If he can’t clearly feel that he can understand human language, Natsume Takashi will almost doubt whether he has made a wrong judgment Got a cat.

"teacher……"

Without a clue, Natsume Takashi subconsciously seeks help from Mr. Cat.

Hearing that there is no need to return the name, Mr. Cat's eyes magnified quite a bit as if visible to the naked eye, as if he was a little ecstatic in his heart, and the smile on his face seemed more malicious.

Hearing Natsume Takashi's call for help, Mr. Cat turned around, suppressed the treacherous smile on his face, and walked over on his short legs.

The fat three-colored cat suddenly circled around him again, and the round body looked more and more like a big white steamed bun. Zhongyuan Meow subconsciously turned his little head following the movement of Mr. Cat, When he encountered a place out of sight, he stood up, turned around and continued to follow.

For a moment, the appearance of two cats circling around each other appeared in front of his eyes, which made Takashi Natsume laugh a little.

The cat teacher was also a little speechless, what's the matter with this cat, is it so curious, so he followed it and turned around, which made the cat teacher himself a little dizzy.

It stopped walking in circles, raised its front paw and pointed at Zhongyuan Meow.

This time, Teacher Cat learned the experience and lessons from last time well, and did not touch Zhongyuan Meow's forehead.

Teacher Cat asked: "Where are you a monster? If you can't speak, can you write?"

"Yes, you can still write, as expected of Teacher Cat!"

Natsume Takashi clapped his hands, obviously he was a human being, but for a moment he only thought of relying on the strength of Mr. Kitty, and forgot that there was an easier way.

"Hmph, as expected of me, Natsume, give him some paper and ink!"

Natsume Takashi took some papers from his desk, thought for a while that the cat’s paws are really hard to hold a pen, and then brought an ink bottle according to the cat’s teacher’s instructions, put it in front of Zhongyuan Meow, and thoughtfully helped him make it Prepared to write.

Hearing the praise, Mrs. Cat unconsciously swelled up a little. Hearing the head raised in front of her chest, her eyes, which were originally not that big, looked even smaller.

It was full of confidence: "Heh heh heh, as expected of me, I can think of such a perfect solution."

Seeing that Mr. Cat became arrogant again, Takashi Natsume quickly changed the subject, looked at Meow Nakahara and greeted him cordially: "Well...Mr. Cat, if you need any help, please write it down."

The teacher-student pairing in front of him was an eye-opener for Zhong Yuanzhong. He had never experienced such a clear understanding of the relationship between a teacher and a friend.

Just, writing...?

Zhongyuan Meow raised its front paw, froze for a moment, tentatively stepped a paw into the poured ink, the juice quickly dyed the pink and tender meat pads black, and even the ocher fluff around the paws It was also dyed.

Zhongyuan Meow wanted to blow his hair.

Out of the cat's subconscious desire to lick its fur, Zhongyuan Meow just wanted to lift its front paws and carefully lick them clean when seeing the ochre-colored fluff being dyed black.

Ugh, forgot he's a cat now, the fluff is pretty easy to color.

After struggling in his mind for a while, Zhongyuan Meow finally overcame his body's instincts, raised his paws and began to carefully prepare to write.

With a snap, a plum blossom-like imprint appeared on the white paper, and there was no font at all.

Natsume Takashi was not worried, but felt that this was the unique writing method of this monster, and looked at Nakahara Mew expectantly.

As for Zhongyuan Meow himself, after pressing the first stroke of Miaosheng, he fell into a brief silence.

It seems that the meat pad is far from the writing he imagined.

Raising his head, the human youth was looking at him with piercing eyes, as if full of encouragement and expectation.

Inexplicably, Zhongyuan Meow felt like a child who shouldered the expectations of his parents, and suddenly felt full of pressure.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he might have encountered a major crisis in his life at this time.

When he was on a business trip and beat up the unconvinced allies, when he was pranked by Osamu Dazai, when he owed favors everywhere... It seemed that it was much easier than the task of writing with cat's claws.

What kind of bad luck did he have to start a new life for himself as a cat here?

The more Zhongyuan Meow thought about it, the more irritable he became, and the feeling of dirty front paws made him want to go crazy.

How can a clean kitten be dyed like this! !

No, what a clean kitten is almost distorted by this body.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped the self-proclaiming that he should not have in his mind at the right time, and started to challenge writing again.

This time, he showed his claw nails, tried his best to slightly stretch each knuckle on the cat's paw, and used one of them to dip ink, intending to imitate the posture of a pen to write.

Zhongyuan Meow lowered its paws confidently, followed the writing order of the text and swiped lightly, only to feel that the paws slid across without hindrance.

Central Plains Meow: ...

Takashi Natsume: ...

One person and one cat fell silent at the same time, and Natsume Takashi put away his expectant eyes, thinking awkwardly about what to say at this time.

I saw that the piece of paper placed in front of Zhongyuan Meow on the ground was torn apart perfectly following the stroke he just made.

Natsume Takashi thought about it, and it should be that the ink soaked the paper surface first, making it softer. In this way, the cat's sharp claws became easier to scratch the paper surface, especially when... this one When the cat is still concentrating on trying to write something.

Zhongyuan Meow is somewhat autistic, its cobalt blue almond eyes are staring at its sharp claws.

Writing is too difficult for a cat's body, right? ? !