[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

After the previous SMS contact, Steven sent some more information. According to the records of the information, it is a good sign to be able to feel Naqi’s thinking. This is a proof that the mental value is recovering. An inability to communicate is at the same time proof of complete mental health.

According to Natch, there are no such people in this era.

Perfect mental health is like a utopia, a miracle that doesn't exist.

"No stress, no trouble, no scars or past suffering to recall. Is that really human?"

At the dinner table, Damian expressed his disgust.

But Bucky glanced at Naqi who was eating small dried fish with his head bowed beside him.

Heal the body, soothe the spirit, and protect other creatures.

Isn't this the product of Utopia?

He smiled, realizing that he was beautifying Naqi's existence, so he shook his head: "Anyone has the right to pursue a better life, even if it is destined to be just a fantasy, but dreaming itself is not a sin."

"Hmm." Damian squinted dissatisfied.

Bucky reached out and tried to rub the kitten's head, but Naqi didn't refuse.

"The Faceless Owl hasn't eaten, is this normal?"

"Meow."

Naqi yelled, probably because he felt that the content he wanted to express was more complicated, and it was inconvenient to meow all the time, which would damage the image, so he hooked Damian's cell phone with his tail.

Bucky was surprised to find that Damian's phone could be unlocked by Natch's cat's paw.

Natch found the blank memo with great adroitness and began typing with his tail.

【We can eat everything or nothing. If we have to choose a preference, our food is actually closer to human emotions.Jeff's food is crazy, while ZKR prefers fear, the faceless owl likes to be with children, I'm not sure what it's eating, it won't let me dissect its body. 】

Speaking of this, Naqi seemed a little aggrieved, and his ears drooped a little, in exchange for Damian rubbing his fur to comfort him.

"how about you?"

【Knowledge.Or rather, the desire to study? 】Nach tilted his head, looking as if he didn't know himself very well.

It added another sentence: [When you become healthy, I will also feel full. 】

Bucky asked directly, "You don't know yourself?"

[After all, I have no way to dissect myself. 】

Looking at this line of text, Bucky felt a little surprised, he could really feel that Naqi was not joking, and the little black cat was sincerely feeling deeply regretful that it could not fully dissect itself.

This cat seemed to be different from what he thought, but looking at Damian's undisturbed appearance, Bucky suspected that he might be thinking too much.

He chose to move on to the next question.

"By the way, why couldn't the Faceless Owl come into the house that day? Steven talked to me about that day. It couldn't fly in by itself, but it should be able to reach in with its tentacles."

【We have our own 'rules'. The Faceless Owl is an 'executor' who sticks to the rules. As long as it wants to stay in that position, it will never take the initiative to break the rules.There may be conditions in the rules about 'entering other people's houses', such as requiring your consent. 】

Naqi tilted his head: [I don't know those details well, I'm not interested in becoming an 'executor'. 】

Just as a "harmless" kitten, Natchy doesn't need to know too many rules.

"Then it can put its tentacles in now." Bucky knocked on the window.

Natch didn't quite understand what he was laughing at.

Bucky smiled and shook his head with a headache: "It seems that our way of thinking is also very different."

[Of course, we are completely different existences. 】

OK, that's not bad, at least in this respect they can understand each other.

For a day or two, they lived so leisurely.

Bucky could feel his desire to communicate grow stronger.

He began to recall what it was like to live in Brooklyn.

Originally, Bucky was a sociable character, especially during the time in the military camp, compared with the bosses around him, even Steven would tease him as the little prince of Brooklyn.

When people fall into memories, it is especially easy to think of wine.

Bucky was no exception in this regard. He sneaked into the cellar while Damian and Natchy were out stalking the sheep, brought up a bottle of beer, and pried it open to pour himself a glass.

Golden liquid mixed with air bubbles.

It's kind of weird.

Bucky was a little puzzled, but he didn't think too much immediately, but took a sip first.

……

Bucky froze.

The specially made sugar-free ginger juice and carbon dioxide bubbles quickly occupied his mouth and esophagus, and accelerated into his stomach.

fuck.

Bucky thought blankly.

"Jie Jie."

Killer Rat's laughter came from the corner.

The Faceless Owl was not in the warehouse, probably because it hadn't flown for too long, and the big owl couldn't hold back anymore.Today it didn’t take the Killer Mouse with it, but flew out by itself. Naqi and ZKR followed Damian to herd the sheep. The Killer Mouse was free without guards. I don’t know how it did it, but it opened the cage and ran away. out.

Bucky wasn't too nervous, he already knew enough about this thing. Like ZKR, Killer Rat couldn't take the initiative to kill people, but could only exert influence to shake those guys who were already wobbling to do impulsive things.

And Bucky is no longer swayed by this.

He picked up a small saucer, poured ginger ale into it, and set it aside.Killer Mouse was squatting on the edge of the cabinet and concentrated on washing his face. He was stunned when he saw this scene, obviously he didn't expect Bucky to do this.

"Gee?" Are you out of your mind?I'll cut it off for you.

"Have a drink." Bucky ignored it.Even if you can understand it, you can't understand it.

The Killer Mouse was a little curious, but also a little alert. It walked around the small dish, sniffed it, then probed, with its two small front paws scratching the edge of the dish. .

Killer Rat: ...

Suspicious of rats.

It seemed to have been conquered by sugar-free ginger ale, with only carbon dioxide bubbles left in its mind, unable to think about anything, and fell straight back to the ground after a while, stiff all over, and entered the instinctive death mode .

"Tsk..."

Bucky was amused by it, felt it was funny and helpless, shook his head and walked over, directly pinched the hamster's body, and then watched in surprise that the soft hamster slipped from between his fingers like a ball of cream slipped down.

Fingers circled to fit the size of this ball can't hold the puddle of liquid at all.

"...???"

Bucky was stunned.Because she was too surprised, she even became expressionless.

He has heard that cats are made of noodles, women are made of water, but he has never heard of hamsters made of cream.Bucky, who was confused, had to think of ways, and finally lifted the hamster carefully.

Killer Mouse seemed to like Bucky's palm, and began to relax even more, turning into a completely paralyzed Mouse Pie.

Bucky: Suffocate!

So soft!

Bucky felt his fingers trembling, and he was a little worried that he would accidentally throw it on the floor with a twitch, and he didn't know if this state of mouse cake could use the increased contact area to defend against impact.

Bucky was thinking about something and nothing in his mind, and finally successfully transported the killer mouse to the warehouse, put it in the acrylic mouse cage, and then started to check, and found that there was a hole in the back of the trough. This guy gnawed out bite by bite.

So Bucky got the tools and started mending the cage.

The Killer Rat stopped pretending to be dead, sat up, washed his face first, and then stuck to the transparent acrylic and looked at Bucky through the cage.

"What are you looking at? If Damian sees this when he comes back, you won't be able to have dinner tonight."

"Ji~" Killer Mouse showed a flattering smile.

It was actually afraid of Damian.

"I thought you'd be more afraid of the Faceless Owl or Natch."

The Killer Mouse shook its head, swayed left and right, and quickly dug out a large amount of small hay foam that it had torn up from the corner. It was not known whether it was for bedding or other purposes, and quickly used the grass foam to make a letter.

Curved and twisted, the horror effect is Max, but it can be recognized tentatively.

【They don't care about me. 】

Yes, from a hamster's point of view, food is the key.

Taking the faceless owl as an example, obviously they don’t have to eat, but there will also be individuals who like to eat?Like this killer mouse?

When judging these 'Demal', they need to consider not only the part of the horror legend, but also the part that belongs to the animals.

For example, Naqi likes to bask in the sun and take a nap, the faceless owl can hang mice, and ZKR also has canine characteristics. After identifying Naqi, he will not accept the management of other people, and it is easier for Jeff to judge.

Bucky rummaged under the soft hay in the cage, and sure enough, he found grain.

"Beep!" Killer Mouse protested.

However, Bucky didn't give it a chance to bite him, quickly pulled his hand, and then pinched the soft flesh on the back of the Killer Mouse's neck, and lifted it out of the cage in its entirety.

Then it takes the shape of a water drop.

Bucky: ...

"Is it time for you to lose weight?"

"grumble?"

The Killer Mouse tilted its head and held its paw innocently, as if to say: I'm just an innocent hamster, why should I lose weight as a hamster?

It was trying its best to be cute, but Bucky was completely unmoved, shaking up and down and calling it a hamster.

"Eat mung beans tomorrow to lose weight."

"..." Killer Mouse gradually began to lose face, and let out a series of screams: "Jie Jie Jie——!!!!"

"Keep calling, it just helps to lose weight."

Bucky threw it into the repaired cage, took a cup to hold it, quickly took out the trough to empty it, and started to clean up the stored food, took out the rat nest, replaced it with mung beans, and took out the cup while dying Close the top cage door.

The Killer Rat, which was ruthlessly suppressed, let out a feeble cry and was paralyzed.

"Beep..."

It burrowed into a corner and swarmed into a miserable, helpless ball of ratball.

After thinking for a while, it felt that something was wrong, and it started to move again, crawled to the second floor with a rustle, paralyzed on the ladder, rolled into the semi-curved slide, and got stuck in the middle of some hemispherical protective tracks. The picture is simply indescribable.

Bucky's hands were a little itchy, and he endured it: "You are like soap stuck in the sewer now, don't pretend to be dead, get up for me."

Killer Rat ignored him.

Soap?

No matter how you look at it, it is also a cotton ball!

Until Damian came back, the confrontation between the man and the mouse did not end.

Damian: "..." I went to wash my hands, and I have to wash my hands when I come back from outside, otherwise I will be scratched by Naqi.

ZKR obediently squatted aside, didn't say a word, and didn't leave, just like a statue at the door as always.

Instead, Naqi jumped onto the table next to him, poked his head curiously, and looked at the killer mouse in the acrylic cage. Bucky had a flash of inspiration and reached out to help Naqi open the acrylic cage.

Natch: "Meow?"

Jeff:! ! !