Devil's Department Store

However, the contract has come into force, and even if Amy dies in place now, Robert will not be able to escape.

Don't ask, asking is regretting. Robert lay unloved on the ground, kicking himself forward with two hind paws, making a rag with the function of automatically mopping the floor.

It doesn't understand until now, where did it get its self-confidence back then, to dare to make a deal with a demon, and even sold itself entirely!This demon has no humanity at all!How could it be a little kitten? ! !

Miser ate the oranges that Amy had brought, passed by Robert leisurely, and sighed: "There is an employee who is much more relaxed, and this deal is worth it."

Robert: "..."

Miser raised her hand and threw the orange peel beside Robert.

Robert showed an unbelievable expression: "The trash can is at your feet!"

Miser said calmly: "The good things you have done have exceeded the standard, and you should do some bad things to make up for it."

Robert got up in grief and anger, suppressed the desire to sneeze and put the orange peel into the trash can, then lay down, and continued to drag his hind legs on the floor: "Shameless devil, he only bullies kittens!"

Miser crossed his legs: "Be respectful, little cat, I am your boss, how do you talk to your boss?"

Robert: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

In the past, Miser took care of Devil's Department Store by himself. To be honest, it was quite hard work. Now with Robert, Miser only needs to cut his nails and pick out his ears, and the day passes comfortably.

After a busy day, Robert was so exhausted that he stuck out his tongue and ran to Miser's side to "report work": "It's all...all done..."

Miser checked and nodded with satisfaction: "Good job."

Robert didn't feel the joy of being praised at all, and asked dying, "Then where do I sleep today?"

Miser: "..."

Miser was immediately stopped by the question.

Robert looked at Miser with a desperate expression: "You don't even prepare a nest for me, do you?"

Miser coughed dryly, and smiled hypocritically: "How could it be, I've already prepared it, so I'll get it for you."

Hearing this, Robert raised his ears to look at him. After a while, he saw Miser bring out a cardboard box with some old clothes spread inside.

Robert: "..."

Robert couldn't help asking himself, what was it expecting just now?

Robert's expression was empty: "I must be broken, but I think you are quite generous, at least you didn't give me the broken trash can and snakeskin bag."

Miser touched Robert's head kindly: "This proves that you have started to adapt to the working environment, which is a good thing."

After finishing speaking, before Robert opened his mouth to bite him, Miser put the box by the door: "You can sleep here, and check the door by the way, there may be guests at night."

Robert: "..."

This demon doesn't miss any chance to squeeze it!

Robert was afraid that he would lose his chance if he didn't say anything else, so he said loudly, "In addition to the cat litter, you have to give me a litter box, and cat food too!"

Miser let out an "oh" and said, "Cat food is simple. I have a lot of monster meat here. I hunted it myself in hell. Do you like it raw or cooked?"

Robert was expressionless: "...I guess I have to cook it myself."

"So sensible!" Miser smiled, "As for the litter box—"

Miser took out another cardboard box, spread a layer of plastic bags, opened the door and went out. After a while, a box full of sand was brought in: "I just went to a construction site to pack it, see if you like it? The sand is so fine. , but Baba remember to bury it deep, otherwise it will smell."

Robert: "..."

Miser carefully reminded: "Remember to shovel your own shit every day."

Robert finally broke down, raised two claws, and screamed: "What am I using to shovel shit?!"

Miser's erratic eyes flicked over Robert's mouth, and finally, probably because of his conscience, he felt that it was too inhumane to let the cat pick up his own shit, so he let go: "Okay, then I will help you shovel out the shit, but You still have to throw it away by yourself, and the poop bag can’t be thrown together, it’s too wasteful, so it needs to be recycled, you know?”

Robert stared blankly at Miser for a long time, and questioned his soul: "Are all the demons in hell like you?"

"Ah? Why do you ask that?" Miser didn't understand, but still replied: "Almost, I think I'm better than them."

Robert said sincerely: "Then I know why human beings are so afraid of going to hell. Really, from now on, I will do good with all my heart, and I will not do a single bad thing!"

The succubus didn't care about its words, and a hypocritical and holy smile appeared on its face: "Listen to this sincere confession, the people in heaven should really thank me."

Robert: "Bah!"

As the first employee to be squeezed, Robert lived in Devil's Department Store like this.

Miser actually suspected that Robert had lied to him for Amy, but it turned out that Lucky Cat's ability lived up to its reputation.

That night, the Demon Department Store welcomed customers, and in the next few days, it received five customers in a row. The point is, their soul quality is very good, and they immediately took out the repayment amount that Miser was short of this month. filled up.

Miser laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and he looked through the ledger all day long, but there was only one word left in his mind.

value!

Let me just ask, who doesn't like a kitten that can attract money, take care of itself, and take care of all chores?

Miser liked it too much, and Robert was too tired to scold him, so it was somewhat cute, and Miser's attitude towards the kitten was much more kind.

Robert cursed and worked for a few days, but he didn't dare to disobey the succubus, but seeing that Miser was in a good mood, he mustered up the courage and made his request.

"I want to go back and see how Amy is doing."

When Robert said this, he was still worried that Miser, a cold-blooded slave owner, would reject it on the grounds of delaying work. After saying this, I just thought about it and nodded in agreement.

"Actually, I really want to see how they are doing," Miser said. "The main thing is to check whether my death bird feathers have been lost."

Robert didn't react.

Miser's eyes fell on its face: "? You think I'm going to reject you?"

Robert nodded subconsciously.

Miser narrowed his eyes: "Don't you even think about scolding me?"

Robert nodded... Bah, quickly shook his head, his ears were flying.

Seeing Robert like this, Miser didn't know what it was thinking, and snorted: "I have earned a lot of souls during this period, so I don't care about it with you."

Robert breathed a sigh of relief. The devil didn't take the opportunity to arrange more work for it, and even agreed to visit Amy. It doesn't seem so inhuman!

But as soon as this idea came up for a second, it was pinched off by Robert.

Beware of pua traps!This is a spicy chicken slave owner!

"When can we go?" Robert was a little excited, and kept turning around in circles. It hadn't been out for a long time, let alone meeting his favorite Amy.

"Now you can."

Miser took out a wooden sign from behind the desk and showed it to Robert. It said "Closed."

Robert's eyes lit up, and just as he thought they were going to rest for a whole day, Miser took out another pen and added a few words on the back.

"One hour".

Robert: "..." How could it have such a naive idea just now!

Robert seized the time and rushed out with slippery paws. Miser hung up the sign leisurely and followed.

This time, he didn't need to go to any public places where pets were not allowed. Robert was much more free. He would have fun on the road as soon as he went out, and fluttered butterflies while showing Miser the way.

About 10 minutes later, a magic cat came to a villa.

"This is Amy's house, it's huge!" Robert said with a bit of bragging.

When Miser heard this, he showed a disdainful expression: "I have no experience, what is this, I have a whole manor in hell."

Just haven't paid off the mortgage yet.

You have a whole manor and can you still pick like this? !For a moment, Robert was not sure whether what Miser said was true or false, so he could only retort cautiously: "You are so sour!"

Miser didn't bother to pay attention to it, and jumped over the fence of Amy's house lightly, and walked into the yard, and Robert quickly followed.

Judging from the vehicles parked outside, Amy and her mother had indeed gone home, but Miser and Robert didn't intend to disturb them, so they just leaned against the wall and listened to the sound to find out which room they were in.

Robert walked forward with his head held high at Miser's feet, and said proudly and sadly: "When we went to the hospital that day, Amy's mother also said that she wanted to adopt me and would prepare a cat litter for me. I haven't shown up for so long. They must I'm dying in a hurry."

Miser glanced at it, but didn't strike at the innocent little kitten.

Robert mistook Miser's silence as dissatisfaction with himself, and quickly explained: "Of course, I won't stay here. We have a contract. I will do what I promised, but if they keep Wait for me, can I say goodbye to them later?"

Miser didn't answer. Robert was about to plead again when he heard a voice.

"Miu-"

Robert stopped.

Miser took two steps forward and turned to look at it: "What's wrong?"

Robert raised his head in a daze and asked, "Did you hear anything?"

Miser had no expression on his face. He picked his ears and said naturally, "No, you're hallucinating? Why don't you go back to the shop and take a rest now."

Robert stood still, and after a while, a clearer voice sounded than before.

"Miu-"

Robert blinked in a panic, and said, "I don't have auditory hallucinations! It's the voice of another cat!"

After speaking, it quickly ran towards the direction where the sound came from. Miser looked at its back and sighed helplessly.

When Misser found Robert, it was hanging outside a window, staring in.

It's a bit funny to say, Miser had no idea that Robert's small eyes could open as big as they are now.

Miser walked over, reached out to support Robert's hind legs hanging in the air, gave it a place to exert strength, and then looked into the window with Robert.

It's a small, cozy room with lots of sunlight, two pots of green plants, and everything Robert could want, cat litter, cat bag, cat food, litter box, and even a huge, wooden The cat climbing frame, where Amy and her mother are, all smiles watching a kitten stumbling around.

Obviously, the previous two calls were made by this little monster.

And Robert was stunned by what he saw. He couldn't believe that Amy had another cat!

"Mom," Amy in the room said suddenly, and Robert immediately pricked up his ears: "When will Mimi come back? I miss her so much."

Robert was taken aback, only then did he realize that there were two cat litters in the room, one big and one small. The small one was gray like the strange milk cat, and the big one had a white bottom with yellow and black. spot.

That's its cathouse.

Amy's mother touched Amy's head and said with a smile: "I miss him too, but didn't you say Mimi is an amazing cat? Maybe she's busy saving the world right now."

Robert looked at the happy family and thought, I'm so sorry, I'm just too busy being squeezed by a demon.

But Amy was convinced, she stretched out her hand, touched the gray milk cat, thought for a while, and said: "Let Xiaohui be Mimi's sister, and when Mimi comes back from saving the world, it will have a sister." Mimi will be happy!"

Amy's mother said: "That's right, let Xiaohui stay with Amy until Mimi comes back, okay?"

Amy nodded obediently.

Miser turned to look at Robert, and found that it was still staring straight inside, so he smiled and said, "Being a sister is a bit wasteful, that cat is good-looking, and it can be raised to be your wife when it grows up."

Robert ignored him, and his eyes stubbornly stayed on Amy who was playing with the milk cat.

Miser also followed to look in, and said for a long time, "You don't seem very happy?"

When Robert heard this, he immediately turned his head around, and was about to deny it, and talked about how happy he was that Amy had a new friend, when he heard Miser say, "Is it because I remembered my infertility?"

Robert: "..."

Robert couldn't bear it anymore, he gnawed on Miser's sleeve, and said angrily, "I'm not sterile! I'm a functional cat!"

Miser picked its chin with his backhand: "It's saliva, go back and wash this clothes."

Robert paused at this, and then gnawed harder.

Miser didn't stop it, and waited until it had eaten enough, and said, "Go back? Or watch it for a while?"

Hearing this, Robert subconsciously looked at Amy in the window, but soon, it retracted its gaze as if it had been stabbed by a needle.

The little cat was silent for a while, shook his head, and said, "No need, let's go back."

It let go of its paws holding the window, jumped to the ground, tried its best to raise its tail, and walked back pretending to be calm: "Amy is doing well and happy now, that's enough."

But anyone can see how disappointed it is now compared to the excitement when it first arrived.

"That cat is really cute. It's much better looking than me. It's stupid and weak. Everyone likes it. It's a real kitten. The only shortcoming is that it lives shorter than me and can't spend 100 years with Amy. Nian—well, I can't either, I can't even spend a minute with her, I've already sold you..."

Robert walked away thinking about it, and Miser didn't chase it, but stayed to watch Amy and her mother for a while.

He propped his head up and looked so seriously, as if their smiles made up for something.

After a while, Miser also smiled: "That's good."

When Miser and Robert returned to the Devil's Department Store, it was only half an hour before they went out, but the devil cat was exhausted for some reason.

Robert lay back in his cardboard box without saying a word. Miser sat down on the chair and looked at Robert. For the first time, he did not drive the cat to work.

After a while, Robert thought of something first and asked, "Didn't you say to check the feathers?" Its voice was weak, "Did you see it?"

Miser slumped in the chair and moaned: "The feathers of the bird of death turn into tattoos as soon as they are used. It would be strange to lose them."

Then you still go to see?Robert wanted to ask this question, but he really didn't have the strength to speak, so he just flicked his tail.

One cat and one demon spent the whole afternoon in the store like this, and it was not until the customers came that they regained their vitality.

In the evening, Miser didn't mention the matter of asking Robert to do the laundry. He tidied up the shelves and went back to his room to rest.

At two o'clock in the morning, when I heard the cat's undisguised footsteps as expected, Miser opened his eyes and let out a long sigh.

In the dark, Robert asked, "Can I go to your bed?"

"A lot of people have asked me the same question, and I've said no," Miser said. "But who made you a kitten? Come on."

Afterwards, Miser felt the edge of the bed sink, and then, something furry and warm touched his shoulder. The cat stepped on the pillow a few times, coiling itself in the gap between Miser's neck and shoulders , arching his head tightly against Miser's chin.

Miser looked at the darkness in front of him and complained, "This is a bit of an overreach."

Robert didn't move, and whispered, "I've always wanted to do this once."

"What? Sleeping with a humanoid?" Miser said relentlessly, "Then you're worthless."

The cat flicked its tail lonely, but did not refute.