They all think I'm a boss

There is a relatively remote alley not far from the Honmaru Cafe. The entrance of the alley is a recycling station for the surrounding garbage. You can often see many stray cats gathering in groups next to the trash cans at the entrance of the alley to search for food.

After Fujikawa knew about this place, he would bring cat rice and small dried fish specially made by candlesticks to feed the stray cats here from time to time. At the beginning, these stray cats were extremely vigilant, and whenever Fujikawa approached, they would It cocked its tail and slipped away quickly.

Later, Fujikawa put cat rice and small dried fish at the entrance of the alley, and he stood far away. Although the stray cats were still vigilant, after tasting the special cat rice made by Candlestick Cut several times carefully, they all smelled really good.

Later, they no longer resisted Fujikawa's approach, and occasionally put away their sharp teeth and claws when they were in a good mood and obediently let him rua a few times.

But Candlestick Kirito has been so busy recently that he has no time to cook cat food for stray cats. The dried fish he made before is out of stock, so Fujikawa can only go to a nearby supermarket to buy some canned cat food And freeze-dried to feed these stray cats.

But after getting used to the delicious cat food, and eating the mass-produced canned food in the supermarket, the happiness of the cats plummeted instantly. When Fujikawa was rua, he would run away after eating, and Fujikawa could only be rua and lonely.

Perhaps seeing that his lord has been in a low mood recently, Candlestick Kiri made a cat meal and a pack of special dried fish while making lunch and dinner for Fujikawa this morning.

And when Fujikawa was carrying the cat rice and dried fish to feed the cat in the alley, before he reached the entrance of the alley, he found that someone had already come here before him.

A silver-haired man wearing grass-green sleeves and black feathers is squatting at the entrance of the alley, holding a small black dried fish in his hand, trying to lure the stray cats in the alley. The man is about 40 years old, with a stern face With a calm and dignified look, it's hard to imagine that he's actually teasing a cat like this.

Although the stray cats in this area were fed fat and strong by Fujikawa, they still maintained the vigilance of stray cats. When they saw a stranger approaching, they immediately raised their tails and exploded all over their bodies. Mao, he breathed fiercely at the man.

Fujikawa saw that the man silently took back the dried fish in his hand, and then took out a cat teasing stick from his sleeve.

The old cats didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, grinned at him for a while, and then disappeared, leaving only the man squatting alone at the entrance of the alley, holding a cat teasing stick and shaking it in the air...

Fujikawa stood there watching for a few seconds, then silently went around to the entrance of the alley on the other side, opened the cat rice prepared by Candlestick Cut, and tapped the rice bowl with a spoon.

At the same time, the stray cats in the alley seemed to smell the cat food brought by Fujikawa, and quickly slipped out of the alley, ran in front of Fujikawa, raised their heads and meowed at him. In a hurry, he simply jumped on Fujikawa Toki and pulled his trouser legs, as if urging him to hurry up.

Fujikawa Toki pulled off the cats that were pulling on him one by one, and put the lunch box in his hand in front of the stray cats. The cats and cats who had looked cold and arrogant just now turned into well-behaved little cats. Sweetheart, enjoy the food in front of you gracefully.

After eating and drinking, the big cats licked jiojio unsatisfactorily, and then lay lazily at Fujikawa's feet, showing their soft bellies and lying flat on Ren Rua.

This was the first time that these arrogant cats actively asked for rua, but before Fujikawa reached out to open rua, a fiery gaze suddenly came from the side.

When Fujikawa turned his head, he saw the silver-haired man who tried to lure the cat with a small dried fish and a cat teasing stick just now, but was standing behind him. The man still had a serious face, but Fujikawa Shi There was a subtle envy in his gaze.

Fujikawa thought for a while, then took out a small bag of candlestick-cut special dried fish from his sleeve, and handed it to the man.

"Hey with this."

The man froze for a moment. He looked down at the half pack of dried fish that Fujikawa handed over, and was silent for a while. After a while, he reached out to take the pack of secret dried fish, and said "thank you" solemnly.

Then Fujikawa Toki saw the silver-haired man squatting down with a serious face, took out a small dried fish and called "Mimi" to the stray cat lying on the ground a few times.

Toki Fujikawa: "..."

Is this the so-called cuteness of contrast...

In the next few days, Toki Fujikawa could almost meet the silver-haired man here, and every time he saw him, he was almost feeding the cat with a straight face and expressionless expression.

Neither of them was a talkative person. When they met, they would just nod and say hello, and then they started feeding the cat rua cat. The two people who didn't know each other's name and origin reached a consensus quite tacitly.

Just pet the cat and don't chatter.

Fujikawa goes out regularly every day to feed the stray cats, but the little tigers in Honmaru are not happy. They don't understand why the lord has such a group of cuties, so why go outside to feed those little wild cats.

It really confirms the saying, "Domestic cats are not as fragrant as wild cats." No matter how soft and cute the kittens at home are, they are not as sophisticated and wild as the cats outside.

It must be those nasty little wild cats who first lured their protagonists!

The little tigers all blamed the stray cats outside for their "fault". They made up their minds to teach those nasty stray cats a lesson and win back the hearts of their lords.

So the next time Fujikawa wanted to go out to feed the cats, the five cubs would all grab his clothes and refused to get off. As soon as Fujikawa grabbed them off, they would yell at him "oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"" , screaming that is called a sad.

Fujikawa had no choice but to take these little tigers with him.

Same as the previous few days, the silver-haired man squatted at the entrance of the alley early to feed the cat. When Fujikawa walked over, the man looked at the tiger cubs hanging on his body, and the eyes of those ancient well-free eyes Once again, the eyes called "envy" appeared.

The man's gaze this time was much more straightforward than last time. He stared motionlessly at the cubs in Fujikawa Shi's arms, and he only had to write "I want rua" and "I want to have it too" on his face. "A few large characters.

In line with the principle of rua with cats, Fujikawa generously stuffed the cubs in his arms into the man's arms, and then went back to feed the stray cats that were waiting to be fed.

The silver-haired man was caught off guard and overwhelmed by the fluffy fur, and was at a loss. After a moment of stupor, he finally managed to use his hands to comfort the kittens who were screaming "oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

"Is this the cub of a white tiger?"

The silver-haired man who read countless cats quickly saw that these cubs in his arms were not ordinary kittens, and the black "king" markings on their foreheads directly showed their identities.

"Ah."

Fujikawa nodded.

"I remember that white tigers are rare animals."

It's not just rare, it's extremely rare, there are only a few hundred in the whole world, but this man can get five white tiger cubs in one go.

"Really."

Fujikawa Toki responded casually.

"I picked it up from the back mountain."

It is certainly impossible for him to directly say that this is the pet of his family's little dagger, and just make up a random reason to fool the past.

Through these few days of contact, the silver-haired man felt that this black-haired young man wearing a priest's uniform should not be a bad person, so Fujikawa Toki was just a casual remark, but the man took it seriously.

Looking at the young white tiger cubs in his arms, who looked extremely energetic, the silver-haired man suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a white tiger in his detective agency, so these little tiger cubs, could they be The offspring of that member.

Think about it, all the white tigers in Japan are locked up in the zoo and cannot get out. Now the only one who can be regarded as free is the member of his family. Although the white tiger is only his ability, he remembers that the white tiger boy was not able to Very good control of their own abilities.

And according to the young man's own statement, he was unconscious when he was transformed into a white tiger. If he was transformed into a white tiger... and left behind these offspring without his own knowledge... …

This scenario is entirely possible.

Thinking of this, the silver-haired man, Fukuzawa Yukichi, the president of the Armed Detective Agency, looked at the black-haired young man opposite him with a serious face.

"When you picked up these white tiger cubs, did you see their parents?"

"No."

Fujikawa shook his head.

The actual age of these little milk tiger cubs is dozens of rounds older than him, how could he have met their parents.

Hearing this, Fukuzawa Yukichi frowned even tighter.

He fumbled in his sleeve with one free hand, and finally found a very old flip phone

When Fukuzawa Yukichi raised his face and looked at Fujikawa opposite him, he asked solemnly, "Can I take a picture of them?"

……

After Fukuzawa Yukichi returned to the Armed Detective Agency, he did not go back to his office directly as before, but walked up to the silver-haired boy who was sorting out documents on his desk, and said seriously, "Atsushi, come to me. A trip to the office."

"Eh? Okay..."

The silver-haired boy who was called was stunned for a moment, then nodded in a panic, and followed behind his own president in a daze.

This abnormal behavior of the president of the company immediately caused gossip from everyone in the detective agency.

"Why did the president come here in person this time? Didn't he always ask Ms. Haruno to come and notify me in the past?"

"Could it be that Dun got into trouble outside?"

Tanizaki, who has always been friends with the silver-haired boy, looked in the direction of the president's office with some concern.

"Hey, Dazai, do you know why the president called Atsushi?"

Yosano poked the black-haired young man who was fishing beside him, and Mr. Ranpo was not there, so the entire detective agency probably only had this man who could see through their president's thoughts.

"Well……"

The black-haired young man lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then propped his chin with one hand and looked at the president's office with a half-smile.

"I think Dun Jun will definitely come out in a daze later..."

"Huh? Who asked you this..."

……

President's Office.

Atsushi Nakajima looked nervously at the president sitting across from him. It shouldn't be his illusion. Today's president looks more serious than before.

He began to think about whether he had made any mistakes recently, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure out why.

Could it be that Mr. Dazai dragged him off work to eat curry rice last time and was discovered by the president?So is it still too late for him to admit his mistake?

But why only find him alone?Obviously Mr. Dazai is the main culprit...

Just as the silver-haired boy lowered his head and was thinking wildly, the Butei president opposite finally spoke.

"Dun."

Fukuzawa Yukichi took out his old flip phone from his sleeve, opened it and spread it on the desk, and looked at the nervous silver-haired boy opposite with a serious face.

"I seem to have found your offspring."

Atsushi Nakajima followed the line of sight of his president and fixed his gaze on the old flip phone of his president. On the somewhat old screen, a group of lively and cute little white tiger cubs were huddling together, sticking out their fans towards the camera. Pink and tender little jiojio.

"what?!"