The days of being a cat in Japan

In the dimly lit room, a middle-aged man watched the entertainment program on TV with a gloomy face.

In the show, the host and the guests who came to participate in the show tried their best to use various methods to amuse the audience, and the audience in the audience lived up to expectations, and almost all laughed.

But Daimoto Yamamoto, who was standing in front of the TV, couldn't laugh at all. He felt that he was really unlucky recently.

Ever since he followed the black cat and fell into the ice hole the day before yesterday, unlucky things have come to him one after another.

First, he tried to frame the Fujimoto family but failed, but was taught a lesson by the police officer in charge of the case.

What's more, trying to rely on the hospital's account was unsuccessful. Instead, he was blacklisted by the hospital.

In the future, whenever he has to go to the hospital for a big or small affair, as soon as he enters his name, his black history will appear, and the hospital that treats him will pay special attention to him.

For a person like Daimoto Yamamoto who has no morals at all and can only take advantage of loopholes, being noticed is the most annoying thing for them.

Because once they are focused on, it means that they have no loopholes to take advantage of.

After all the money in the pocket was collected by the hospital, Yamamoto Daimoto had to go home.

Although the result of the examination in the hospital was only some frostbite, and the rest was not a major problem, but Yamamoto's own feeling is definitely much more serious than the diagnosis given by the hospital.

Even though it had been three days, he was still terribly cold now, and when the wind blew his head outside, he wished he could get stuck in his clothes and not come out.

After returning home, there was no air-conditioning in the rented house, so Daimoto Yamamoto had to stay inside the kotatsu to keep warm.

But even so, the trouble was not far away from him.

With deep dark circles and scarlet bloodshot eyes, Daimoto Yamamoto was very sleepy, but he dared not fall asleep.

Because as soon as he closes his eyes, the big black cat's cold, golden-brown cat's eyes will appear in his mind, just like the cold moon in winter, looking at him from above with murderous aura.

Under the gaze of those eyes, Daimoto Yamamoto found that he had nowhere to escape, just like the prey being targeted by a tiger, he would be found wherever he hid.

At this time, Daimoto Yamamoto felt that his body was still soaked in the icy lake water, floating and sinking a little bit towards the darkness.

And in that darkness, there seemed to be something opening its bloody mouth, trying to tear him into pieces when he fell.

Every time Daimoto Yamamoto was woken up by fright, trembling and covered in cold sweat, even though his body was burrowing into it, he still couldn't resist the chill coming out of his bones.

When he was in the hospital, Daimoto Yamamoto once consulted a doctor because of this matter, but after some examinations, the doctor concluded that he was only having nightmares due to excessive fright, and he would recover after a rest.

Daimoto Yamamoto admitted that he was indeed intimidated by the big black cat's eyes and the ferocious action of patting the ice, but now that he is discharged from the hospital, his condition has not improved at all.

Now at night, Yamamoto Daimoto felt a cat screaming shrillly under his window until dawn.

He originally thought that such harassment would definitely cause dissatisfaction among other tenants in the building, and when someone complained, someone would come to solve it.

But what he didn't expect was that two days later, the cat was still meowing, but the other residents didn't respond at all.

It seemed that only he could hear that shrill and creepy cry.

Such an abnormal thing made Daimoto Yamamoto, who has always been fearless and fearless, become suspicious. Originally, he stayed at home and did not go out to recover his vitality.

But three days later, his current appearance has begun to look neither human nor ghostly.

Daimoto Yamamoto with a pale face looked at the empty instant noodle box, which originally contained some of his last food reserves.

Now that everything was eaten by him, he had to go out, thinking about the evil things he had encountered in the past few days, Daimoto Yamamoto couldn't help feeling guilty in his heart.

After wandering around in the rental house like a trapped animal for a while, he suddenly became listless and began to breathe frequently.

This appearance seemed to make Daimoto Yamamoto think of something, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the date.

After seeing the time clearly, Daimoto Yamamoto clenched his fists hard. He didn't expect the days to pass so quickly, and now it's hard not to go out.

Daimoto Yamamoto, who wrapped himself tightly from the beginning to the end, only showing a pair of eyes, walked out of the house.

As soon as he went out, he felt that the soles of his feet were soft as if he had stepped on something. He looked down and found several piles of dog shit piled up at the gate of his house.

No wonder I have always smelled a bad smell in my house these days. I thought something was broken, but it turned out that the root cause was these dog poops.

Daimoto Yamamoto, who was disgusted enough, was annoyed, but he only had this pair of cotton shoes that could survive the winter, and he had no place to change them if he wanted to.

So he had no choice but to suppress his nausea, and rubbed the soles of his shoes vigorously on the ground.

Looking at the piles of shit at the door, Yamamoto Damoto angrily walked to the door of the old landlord not far away, kicked the door with his feet, and shouted: "The dead old man came out and messed up my door." Everything was cleaned up."

The landlord's door was closed tightly, no matter how loud Yamamoto shouted, there was no sound in the room.

Daimoto Yamamoto thought that there was no one in the house, so he spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the landlord's door, and wanted to leave angrily.

However, as long as he thought of his recent unlucky things, he suddenly had a bad feeling for some reason.

After thinking about it, Daimoto Yamamoto finally returned to the house, and when he came out, the pockets of his trousers became bulging, and it was obvious that there was something inside.

The landlady, who was hiding in the house and didn't dare to make a sound, poked his head quietly through the window and found that the evil star had gone away, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

The old landlord's current mood can no longer be described by the word regret. Was he out of his mind to rent the house to this kind of person?

Thinking about it again, I can't blame myself for this, it's that guy who is really good at putting on a show, and I was also deceived for a while.

As for the lumps of poop at the gate of Yamamoto's house, the old landlord had already discovered it. The reason why he didn't deal with it was because he hated that guy too much and wished him bad luck.

I believe that most of the other residents in the apartment have the same idea as him. In order to make that guy worry, the big guy has the same will to endure the uncomfortable smell.

It can make the Japanese who love cleanliness and tidiness endure the meaning and mess, which shows how much Yamamoto Taiyuan is not welcome.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Yamamoto Daimoto walked on the street. Unlike the past when he went out to find surveillance cameras, this time Yamamoto specifically searched for remote areas with no surveillance cameras and few people.

While walking, he was also paying attention to the people and voices around him, as if there was a little trouble, he was about to slip away quickly.

But even if he was careful, he didn't realize that there were already several pairs of eyes in the sky, which were already staring at him when he went out.

Even though he was sure that no one was following and paying attention to him, the timid Omoto Yamamoto still wandered outside for more than an hour before going round and round to his destination this time.

It was a very inconspicuous old three-story building. Among the surrounding high-rise modern buildings, this small building was so inconspicuous.

Daimoto Yamamoto wandered outside the small building for a while, and after reconfirming that he was safe, he walked into the small building cautiously.

As soon as he entered, he was stopped by someone. Facing the unfriendly eyes of the passers-by, Yamamoto Daimoto took off his mask and said, "It's fierce, I can see clearly that it is me."

The passerby with tattoos all over his body, and a lot of his neck was exposed, bared his teeth and said, "Who am I? Pack less this time, and always let me come out to see your face."

Omoto Yamamoto nodded and bowed his head when he heard the words, and then hurried upstairs.

Not long after, there was a pleading voice from above the small old building.

Half an hour later, Daimoto Yamamoto, who had wrapped himself tightly again, came out of the small building in a hurry and sneakily.

After coming out, Daimoto Yamamoto did not go home. He found a small park where no one would come at night, took out the things in his arms at a leeward gazebo, lit it with a lighter, and began to puff. stand up.

Soon, the mixed things in the tobacco made Yamamoto Daimoto's spirit excited, and the troubles and fears caused by many days of insomnia were almost swept away.

With the spirit of excitement, Daimoto Yamamoto was finally able to think about some things.

He squatted on the ground looking at the shoes that had been stepped on by dog ​​shit, and seeing that his body was scratched by cats with paw marks all over his body, and his down jacket was flying everywhere, and he cursed irritably: "Damn me, how can I be so miserable?" , If I let other people know, they will be laughed to death. If I had known earlier, I would not have done that thing in a hurry, and I would not be like a mouse today and dare not show my face."

While talking, Yamamoto lowered his head and took a deep breath of the cigarette in his hand.

The cigarette is not too long, and after a few deep puffs, a tail will soon be left.

Seeing this, Omoto Yamamoto cursed and threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, stomped it out, and kicked it vigorously into the haystack in the small park.

Then it took out a cigarette case from its pocket, saw that there were only three cigarettes left in it, and said dissatisfiedly: "These guys are getting more and more excessive. After I came here, they made money from me. Now that I’m in short supply, they’re only willing to give me four cigarettes on credit. Hmph, these guys are lucky, they’ll catch up with me and they won’t be in big trouble now, otherwise heh. Speaking of which, I’ve come out so It’s been a long time, and the limelight should have passed, do you want to find a chance to ask how it’s going over there now?”

While talking to himself, Daimoto Yamamoto took out another cigarette from the box, and after lighting it up and inhaling deeply, a seemingly real and illusory expression appeared on his face.

In the dry grass not far away, the cat gangs who got the news that Yamamoto Daimoto had gone out were in ambush there.

Xu Jie, who was still allowed to come and watch from a distance, looked at Omoto Yamamoto's movements and expressions, and after thinking about it for a while, he leaned over Mo's ear and whispered, "Mo, that guy seems to be taking drugs."

Although Xu Jie's voice was very low, the other cats around him still heard it.

Having lived in human society for a period of time, and after Xu Jie's science popularization, cats know what drugs are.

Although they don't understand why human beings invented this kind of thing to harm themselves, it doesn't prevent them from knowing that taking drugs will cause human beings to be hyperactive and slow down their reactions.

The opponent was so stupid that he reduced his fighting power, which made the cats very excited. Awang said eagerly: "Mo, this opportunity is rare, or let's take advantage of this time to fight."

Mo Wenyan, who had been actively taking revenge on this matter, did not directly agree. He shook his beard and sniffed vigorously in the direction of Yamamoto Omoto.

Not long after, Mo stood up suddenly, slapped the cats beside him with his tail, and meowed to tell them to leave here immediately.

Although the cats were a little confused, they liked to obey Mo's orders.

So a group of cats left the small park without making any noise.

After returning to the third floor of Fujimoto's house, Ah Wang asked Mo on behalf of the cat gang members who were also confused: "Ah Mo, what a good opportunity just now, why did you let everyone leave?"

Mo Wenyan said to them very seriously: "Because I smell gunpowder and gun oil on that guy."