Cat Breeding Manual

Natsume Takashi became silent, and began to think about other ways to communicate smoothly.

It seems that the cat in front of me doesn't know how to write with cat paws, so what else can I do?

His eyes scanned his desk, and after he fixed on his pen and paper, he suddenly remembered the mobile phone in his pocket.

If it is inconvenient to hold a pen, is it more convenient to type with a mobile phone?

...I was misled by the cat teacher. When I mentioned that writing is a matter of course, I only thought of writing with a pen.

But Mr. Cat can't be blamed entirely, after all, he himself didn't expect to be able to use a mobile phone at all.

Natsume Takashi helped his forehead helplessly. After living in the country for a long time, his thinking seemed to slow down.

Most of the people he came into contact with in the past were monsters, and he always felt that he himself seemed a little out of touch with the thinking of the human world.

Just saying that... would you know how to use a mobile phone if you were a monster?

Old monsters like Mr. Mao are basically out of touch with the world. The existence of monsters is becoming less and less known, so many monsters have disappeared.

In particular, some monsters have been sealed away, and they are even more ignorant of the changes of the times.

There are not many monsters who can write, let alone those who can type on mobile phones.

Natsume Takashi looked sideways at the ochre-colored kitten, who was staring at his dark paws with a serious face, and the whole cat's face became very serious.

But it doesn't matter, if you don't know how to use it, Nakahara Meow will point out the hiragana you want to use with your claws, and let him input it.

Natsume Takashi thought about it, and felt that this method was much more reliable than what Mr. Cat proposed, but before proposing, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty when he saw Zhongyuan's black paws.

... Let's clean the cat first.

Natsume Takashi thought with some embarrassment.

Just as he was about to speak, he found that the pen on the desk suddenly flew straight down, as if controlled by some force.

Natsume Takashi was stunned, but he still accepted everything in front of him well.

Teacher Cat is not so good.

Cat teacher:……

Yes, it forgot, this cat can manipulate gravity.

Teacher Cat, who came up with a bad idea and led the two people away from the room, slipped away quietly while no one was paying attention.

The slender pen quickly stopped in front of Meow Nakahara, just when Takashi Natsume was meditating, Meow Nakahara also started to reflect.

He looked at the torn paper in front of him, and stared at his black paws, not knowing what he was doing.

Why did I subconsciously follow the cat's behavior after becoming a cat?

Why do you start writing with your paws after being handed ink...?

Isn't it better to use a pen? Zhongyuan Meow!

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he was afraid that it was too good.

He raised his head and scanned the surroundings. The cat's eyesight was low, so he couldn't see if there was anything else on the desk.

Fortunately, half of the pen was just exposed at the edge, so Zhongyuan Zhong used his ability to pull the pen over as a matter of course.

It's just... using supernatural powers to control the pen to write is a new field that he has never touched before.

Different from holding a pen with your hand, it is a delicate and troublesome thing to use supernatural powers to write in the air.

When the writing habit in my mind is transmitted, because I lack the sense of holding the pen that I should have in my hand, it always makes people feel that the writing is light and very empty.

In Natsume Takashi's eyes, this cat was staring at the pen in front of him like a deep hatred, but it didn't drop that pen for a long time.

The fluffy cat's face didn't show much change in expression, I just felt that the cat was getting serious at this moment.

Finally——the pen in front of Zhongyuan Meow started to move!

Natsume Takashi was looking forward to it, curious about what Nakahara Meow would say.

The speed of writing is unexpectedly fast, and the result of writing is... equally surprising.

Because I am not very familiar with this feeling of separation, the distance between the strokes is suddenly ambiguously connected together. At first glance, it looks like ghostly drawn symbols, making it difficult to distinguish what Zhongyuanmiao is writing.

Central Plains Meow: ...

It's hard to imagine that Miaosheng would overturn three times in a row on trivial matters such as writing.

What else is he doing meow!

?

Zhong Yuan choked.

Shit, he wasn't a cat in the first place.

Originally, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't have a particularly patient temper. Relying on his own strong strength, most of the time what he needed to do was to punch him directly.

With one punch, opponents are obliterated under gravity.

No matter what the problem is, as long as the force is strong enough, it will be easily solved in an instant.

Originally...he believed so firmly...

Looking at the characters shrunk into a ball in front of her eyes, Zhongyuan Meow was a little autistic.

The thought of polishing his strokes patiently gave him a headache.Accustomed to being crushed by force, this kind of thing only made him feel like giving up on himself.

Or just keep being a cat, there's nothing wrong with that anyway.

Zhongyuan Meow was thinking irritably, her fluffy face looked more serious, and her cobalt blue apricot eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Anyway, I just heard the ridicule of a fat three flower, and it was just a verbal attack from a green mackerel...

"Pfft hahaha-"

Damn, fuck it, the more you think about it, the more unhappy you become.

As soon as Mr. Cat came back, he saw Zhongyuan Meow's masterpiece.

It laughed very bluntly, and with its beckoning cat-like crooked eyes, the whole cat looked a bit mean.

Natsume Takashi shouted without turning his head: "Mr. Kitty! Don't laugh at others."

"Meow..."

In fact, he was trying to insult the cat teacher who laughed at him, Zhongyuan Meow: ...

It can't be better, it can't be better.

Be a cat and be a cat, why try to scold a cat with a soft meow?

Thinking that the ochre-colored kitten in front of him made a low voice, Natsume Takashi reached out and stroked Nakahara Meow.

The ochre-colored kitten didn't resist, instead, it rubbed back along his knuckles, looking like a relative.

After just rubbing for a while, Natsume Takashi felt the sudden stiffness of his cat again, as if realizing that he shouldn't be so close to others.

Natsume Takashi withdrew his hand considerately, and asked along the way: "Sorry... I don't know if Mr. Kitty can use a mobile phone? It should be more convenient to use this to say something. But before I do it again, please let me help you clean it Give it a paw."

Nakahara Meow nodded, raised its front paws and handed them to Natsume Takashi, who gently wiped the paws with a damp cloth.

The slightly cool towel touched the paws, and it felt quite comfortable.

Wiping and wiping, Zhongyuan Meow nodded her head once and for all as if hypnotized, as if she was about to fall asleep just like that.

Natsume Takashi was stunned, if he didn't know that the cat in front of him was a monster, his behavior at this time would really be like a well-behaved cat.

Perhaps for cat demons, they are more relatives than other monsters?

Thinking of this, Natsume Takashi glanced sideways at Teacher Mao, who at some point leisurely took out the jug again, looking like a middle-aged uncle.

Look at the well-behaved ocher in front of me...

Natsume Takashi sighed lightly.

There is a huge difference between cats and cats.

It was somewhat cleaned up, Natsume Takashi took a clean paper towel and helped Zhongyuan Meow wipe it again, and then helped him arrange his paws in a thoughtful manner.

"So, Mr. Cat, do you know how to type?"

Natsume Takashi took out his flip phone. Originally, the Fujiwara couple planned to help him change to a more fashionable one, but Natsume Takashi felt that he didn't need a mobile phone. As long as he could make calls, it was enough, so he kept it. An older flip phone.

After all, you are always being chased by monsters, and you won't feel so distressed if your flip phone is damaged.

He put the phone in front of Zhongyuan Cat and adjusted the input interface. As long as the cat showed any confusion, it would immediately take over and help him input.

Central Plains Meow: ...

Oh yes, and a cell phone too.

The ability to think with hindsight no longer wanted to pursue it any further, Zhong Yuan meowed, and the whole cat looked a bit frustrated.

Natsume Takashi blinked, waiting for the cat's next move.

When mentioning the mobile phone, Nakahara suddenly recalled the cloak and mobile phone that he had left in the office, and wondered if Akutagawa would go back to check it later.

After all, even if he had asked Mori Ogai to ask for leave, it would be too strange to leave his mobile phone and everything in the office.

Zhong Yuan meowed and felt that he still had to go back to the headquarters later.

Before that, it would be great if I could ask the youkai in front of me clearly.

It's just that he didn't know at this time that Yokohama outside was busy offering rewards for finding cats.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who spread the news, waved his hand boldly, and with the anonymous behind-the-scenes support of Mori Ogai, he launched a reward activity with a high reward for Nakahara Meow.

It didn't take long for word to spread nearly all over Yokohama that the port mafia was looking for a ochre kitten.

But the cat in question is still sitting at Natsume Takashi's home, unconscious, and slowly solving the problem for himself.

Zhongyuan Meow sneezed, wondering who was thinking about him again this time.

He raised his paw, compared to the previous overturned writing, this time, for him who has experience once, it can be said to be as smooth as a matter of course.

Natsume Takashi was a little surprised to see Zhongyuan's meow typing in words like a cloud and flowing water.

It turns out that there are such monsters who are familiar with modern products, but if you think about it this way, why can such monsters not speak?

He thought so, and when he looked intently, he was a little stunned when he saw the few lines written by Zhong Yuanmiao.

"Mr. Cat, come over and have a look..."

"what? What?"

Mr. Cat was about to fall asleep on the cushion with the flagon in his arms, but when he heard Natsume Takashi's voice, he suddenly woke up.

Just now, Natsume Takashi and Nakahara Meow were really struggling. Although it was only less than half an hour, Madara-sama was not so patient to wait from the side.

What's more, the suggestion of ink was taken away by Natsume Takashi, which made the somewhat complacent Mr. Cat embarrassing. The way to avoid it is to turn his head away and drink to paralyze himself.

As long as it doesn't watch, Natsume won't remember its arrogant performance just now!

The logic was perfect, and Mr. Cat disappeared smoothly for a while.

At this time, it leaned forward to take a look, and was also a little stunned.

【I'm not a monster, can you teach me how to become a human? 】

As Zhongyuan Meow said, as the carrier of Huang Ba's vomiting, he is not a human being who can be regarded as a supernatural power in essence, so he didn't mention that he is a human being, and only used another kind of ambiguous statement .

It's just... not a monster, but want to become a human?

What kind of existence is this cat in front of me?

"Become a human?" Teacher Cat selectively gave up the part that needs to be thought about, lifted it back and brushed his neck, and thought with the attitude of a very middle-aged decadent uncle, "Well, it's probably just imagination According to the appearance you want to become, use the demon power to penetrate the whole body, and then you can simulate it."

After being a demon for a long time, when I return to teaching some basic operations, things that I used to take for granted suddenly become difficult to explain.

In fact, Teacher Cat doesn't often turn into a human being. After thinking about it, it suddenly turned into Natsume Reiko with a bang.

"Well, that's probably it, it's very simple!"

Takashi Natsume: ...

Can Teacher Cat be any more unreliable?

"But Mr. Cat, he said that he is not a monster...?"

If it's not a youkai, is it a human?

But the way he spoke was somewhat ambiguous.

With Natsume Reiko's face almost identical to Natsume Takashi's, Mr. Cat still had the demeanor of a decadent uncle. He rubbed his long hair as if giving up thinking, and clicked his tongue lightly.

"Hey you."

Teacher Cat lowered his head, looked down at Zhongyuan Meow, and said in a very bad tone.

"It's different if you are a monster or not. If you can manipulate gravity, there should be energy in your body."

Zhongyuan Meow's eyes followed the gestures made by Mr. Cat, and he tilted his head along his fingers.

"Then, just try to imagine with that power."

Transformation is already as simple as breathing for a big monster of its level, but if you try to recall the details, it becomes awkward.

Teacher Mao taught me unclearly, and Zhongyuan Meow also learned unclearly.

When he was still in the Armed Detective Agency, he also urged the power brought by Huangba's spit, trying to force himself to change back into a human form.

He didn't succeed at that time, but after listening to the teaching of the cat teacher Yunliwuli, Nakahara Zhongya suddenly wanted to try again.

Imagination... If imagination is added, will there be different results?

For Natsume Takashi, the sudden transformation of a monster back into a human has long been a familiarity.

But the young man in front of him... is he still a boy?

Why is there a bad breath that seems to be mixed in the underworld?

Seeing Chuya Nakahara, who was short in stature, dressed like a gangster, and wearing half leather gloves, Natsume Takashi was stunned.

If you can put a black cloak on him, I'm afraid it will have more mafia atmosphere in the underground world.

He paused.

Is this cat's imagination...so uninhibited?