my girlfriend is aquaman

"Teacher!" Natsume Takashi stepped forward when he saw the big white and fat cat trying his best to stretch out his small jiojio from the window and tried to climb up from there. The half body of the gaudy cat carried it in through the window.

Then the little jiojio who shook the other party frowned, "Where did you go to drink again in the early morning?!"

The drunken cat spewed a drunken moan at Natsume like every MADAO, "Why, I have to socialize as a last resort, what's your tone?"

"No, it's a last resort entertainment in the early morning, you're just greedy, right?"

"Those middle-level guys have come to me to complain several times, can you calm down?"

"Ah? Why, do you believe me or those idiots?!"

"Why do you believe them when they sue?!"

Sira sat quietly behind the round table, watching Natsume holding a chubby ugly cat in her arms, arguing with it energetically.

Only then did he finally show a teenage look.

"It's so cute..." She couldn't help but put her hand on her chin, and looked tenderly at the quarreling one person and one cat.

"!!"

Hearing Sira's emotion, Natsume and the cat in his arms froze.

Both of them forgot about the guests in the room...

The cat didn't notice, Natsume really forgot.

The boy turned his head and saw Sira looking at himself and the cat with a smile on his face. He couldn't help but blush. He put down the cat in his arms and lowered his head nonchalantly. He didn't know how to explain to the other party that he was full of energy. Arguing with a cat.

Such childish behavior.

At this time, Fujiwara Toko eased his embarrassment.

"I'm in."

She was holding a tray, which contained the snacks Sira brought from Yokohama and the tea she had just made, "Then I won't bother you two to keep in touch~"

Like a qualified tool person, she went out after delivering the tea and continued to lock the two and one cat in the room.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Natsume Takashi couldn't help touching the back of his head after he came back to his senses, showing a little guilty look just like facing Toko Fujiwara before.

"Mr. Cat and I..."

"It's okay, anyway, she can't understand what you and I are talking about, compared to this... Ah, it smells like a high-end snack, Natsume, I want to eat that!"

The short and chubby white cat didn’t look out of place at all, it was thick-skinned. After smelling the snacks, it circled around the tray, and then stretched out its fat little jiojio to pat He patted the table, turned his head arrogantly and said to Natsume Takashi.

"Don't be so rude, Mr. Cat!"

"Which one do you want to eat?"

Natsume Takashi and Sira, who spoke at the same time, looked at each other after they finished speaking. Both of them looked a little surprised, and then they realized that it was because the cat called "Natsume".

After all, both of them have the surname Natsume.

"Sorry, the cat is too old..."

Natsume Takashi didn't realize that Sira could understand the cat's words for a while, but thought that she thought it was interesting to see the cat's movements, so he asked this question.

After all, many people in modern society will stare at cats for self-entertainment.

Such people are collectively referred to as "cat slaves".

Although he doesn't live in a big city, Natsume Takashi is still very aware of the existence of such people.

While apologizing, he walked over and picked up the cat, intending to throw it out the door.

I always feel that if there is a cat teacher between him and Silla later, many problems will occur...

"No! Natsume, you have the opposite sex and no humanity! Oh no, you have no demon nature!"

"For the sake of a mere female human being, I, the bodyguard, will be kicked out of the door—"

"I'm going to resist—"

"Push."

Hearing the fat white cat screaming and resisting with the voice of an uncle, and seeing the resentment on the face of the other party, and the tired but determined movements of the boy, Sira couldn't help laughing come out.

"It doesn't matter, I think it seems to be very resistant to going out, so let it stay here, and there are still a lot of snacks here, the two of us can't finish it." Sira waved her hand, asking Natsume Takashi to let the cat go .

God knows she just wanted to see more jokes.

"In this case……"

The person concerned spoke, and Natsume Takashi looked at the resisting cat in his arms. The other party glared at the young man aggressively as if he had obtained some kind of Shangfang sword, and then broke free from the young man's arms with all his strength. Dianpidian ran to Sira's side and flicked his tail flatteringly.

Looks more like a dog than a cat.

Seeing the chubby cat, Sira couldn't help but smile, took out a piece of refreshment and put it on the leaf holding the treat, and put it in front of the cat.

"Don't drop the crumbs out."

She warned, and patted the cat's head with a smile.

"Is this still possible?"

Originally, the cat didn't want to pay attention to what she wanted to eat, but after this sentence, he felt a sense of crisis for no reason, so he obediently listened to Sira's words, and ate it on the leaves with dim sum.

"Then, back to the topic." After finishing off the gluttonous and alcohol-smelling cat, Sira and Natsume Takashi sat facing each other again.

"I talked about the appearance before..." Sira pondered for a while, and found a photo of Natsume Soseki's doll from his mobile phone, and showed it to Natsume Takashi, "This old man is also an elder of Natsume's family, although his hair color is also subtle. A little bit, but Natsume's people are generally close to this kind of hair color and eye color~"

After seeing the photo of Natsume Soseki in Sira's hand, Natsume Takashi nodded.

Leaving aside the trendy three-color highlighter, the elder Natsume on the phone looks somewhat similar to himself...

"So... why did you come here unexpectedly?" Natsume Takashi was more curious about the purpose of the other party's visit than confirming that Shira belonged to Natsume's family.

After all, after his parents passed away, when he was kicked around by his relatives, he didn't seem to have a relative like Natsume Yui, otherwise he wouldn't have been adopted by the Fujiwara couple after being scarred.

"Ah, about this, how much do you know about your grandmother, Natsume Reiko?" Hearing Natsume Takashi's question, Sira put down the teacup in her hand and asked after pondering for a while.

"Grandmother..." Natsume Takashi heard Sira's question, and instinctively touched the satchel hanging on his waist, which contained the friend account from Natsume Reiko.

He hesitated a little, not sure why Sira asked this question.

Is it true that some human beings also know the existence of the account of friends?

He pondered for so long, and in the end he just chose his words carefully.

"Grandmother's words... it seems that she has always been withdrawn..."

"She is not like other people. She has very close friends. The grandmother I know... seems to have lived alone all the time..."

"Yes." Hearing Natsume Takashi's answer, Sira nodded.

She didn't miss the action of the boy in front of her touching her pocket several times.

"How should I put it... Aunt Reiko's lineage is different from the rest of Natsume's family..." She looked at the boy, then at the cat who was eating snacks and listening to their conversation, hooked mouth up.

"Her lineage has always been sparsely populated. It's not because members of their family have physical problems, but because of some special reason, they need to keep their bloodline pure, so they are born with few children."

"Keep... bloodline pure?"

Hearing Sira's words, Natsume Takashi was a little dazed.

He looked at Sira suspiciously, as if he didn't understand what she meant.

"I'm not very clear about the specifics. In short, many years ago, because of an accident, both of Aunt Lingzi's parents passed away, and she was the only one left in that line." Sira scratched her cheek, thinking about it for so many years. It took her a lot of effort to investigate the previous matter, "Because of the lack of regular contact there, when the family knew that there was only Aunt Lingzi left in that line, she had already moved out of the ancestral house, and she was alone. People don't know where they went..."

"At that time, you also know that it was very difficult to find a person in a country. Although the old man never gave up, it was too difficult... It was not until recently that the old man finally got it. I got some news about Aunt Reiko, so I arranged for me to come and have a look."

"Of course, we didn't have the confidence that we would be able to find Aunt Reiko, we just wanted to come and have a look..."

"Unexpectedly, we could actually find Aunt Lingzi's descendants..."

As Sira said this, she looked at Natsume Takashi with her blue eyes without blinking, and compared the photos of him and Natsume Reiko in her heart, thinking that the two were really similar.

No wonder that group of gender-neutral monsters confuse the two...

"So that's how it is..." Natsume Takashi was silent for a long time after hearing Sira's words, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Although to be honest, Sira came a bit late, and his grandmother had already passed away, but Natsume's family has been tirelessly looking for her grandmother's whereabouts. This kind of behavior made him feel emotional...

"So, do you have any more news about grandma?" Takashi Natsume looked at Sira with mild admiration in his eyes at this moment, obviously believing that she was his relative.

"I don't know much here, but you don't have to be so polite. You can call me Wei, or you can also call me little aunt." Silla looked at the well-behaved boy in front of her with a smile, thinking that if she had Such a big nephew is not bad.

Since she raised Harrow, she has been particularly interested in raising small animals.

"Uh... Auntie Wei..." Natsume hesitated for a moment, and finally called out the title softly under the encouragement of Sira.

"Well, be good."

"Speaking of which, apart from your looks, you, Kishi, have inherited Auntie Reiko's abilities very well." She seemed to sigh with emotion unintentionally, making the person and cat sitting across from her suddenly vigilant.

"what?"

"Aren't those eyes able to see 'weird'?" She smiled and stretched out her hand, tapping the corner of the boy's eyes lightly.

Then I saw the boy on the opposite side widen his eyes after hearing his emotion, and the hair all over his body exploded like a frightened cat.

Very cute.

She felt emotional in her heart, and her desire to raise the boy became stronger and stronger.