Social animals don't deserve love

After escaping from the community, I immediately let go of Chuya Nakahara's coat sleeves, put my hands on my knees, and gasped heavily.For a man who lives at home all year round, the amount of exercise today is definitely beyond the limit.

"Are you alright? After taking so few steps, why are you panting like this?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also surprised beyond belief: "Hey, if you are not in good health, exercise more, don't wait until you are old and you will be sick all over!"

old……

old……

This kid stepped on my minefield today. He can't get enough of it with one kick or two. He has to detonate the whole film to be satisfied.

"I'm only 22 and not yet 23! What does it have to do with being 'old' just out of growth?"

Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you have a hat taller than me!

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was yelled back, looked at me for a while, pulled his hat and looked away: "That's your business!"

Just very angry!He obviously didn't want to quarrel with Sister Chuuxue.

"Where are you going now? I'll take you there." Then you have to go back to the port to continue working. If you keep procrastinating, you may see her in the chief's office tomorrow and be tied up into the mafia.If he hadn't seen everything that happened before through the cat, he wouldn't have rushed over here, maybe Sister Chuuxue would really be abducted by that foreigner today.

What a blind eye!

"Sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you."

Zhong Yuanzhong just didn't speak well, and I don't know why my voice became louder without knowing it.

He simply apologized and lifted the cat bag and looked at Socrates with a sad face.

I slept until noon, and I didn't make a fuss about eating, no problem, right?

Otherwise, take him to the pet store: "Chinatown, go to Chinatown."

"Oh!"

Tsk, I followed Sister Chuuxue and forgot about the car in a daze, and left it parked at the future port, so I had to accompany her to take the bus and run back.

Today, Socrates slept peacefully under the cat bag, barely moving.When the kitten is full of energy, playful and active, it may be due to physical discomfort when it suddenly quiets down.

I made sure that I didn't feed the cat indiscriminately, nor did he get hurt, and I didn't have close contact with other wild cats.Vaccinations and deworming are done on a regular basis. The current state of Socrates makes me both confused and worried.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sent me to the entrance of China Street, answered a phone call, waved and left.It's still in his "work time" at about this moment, and I don't want to ask at all what kind of work it is.

Why did you ask?Are you going to call the police?

The small leader of a violent social group in the port, isn't his job just that, that, that, and that... things that are on the edge of the law. If he doesn't know, he can confidently refuse to be questioned by the police. Once he knows, it will inevitably reveal his clues.

After he walked away, I was stunned for a while before I remembered that I forgot to ask another thing I was very concerned about——Chuya Nakahara, how did you fly?Could it be that you nailed Newton's coffin to death...

Could it be that it is another person with different abilities?

At this moment, I suddenly had an ominous premonition: the peaceful life that was once so monotonous and boring seems to be gradually drifting away from me.

Ah ha ha ha ha ha, illusion, all illusions.

Even if I accept the employment of the Armed Detective Agency, at best I'm just a clerical job, weak and weak, I can only be a clerical job as a vase.

When it comes to identifying who I am, I'm pretty good at it.

Scratching the back of his head, he turned and walked into Chinatown with the cat bag in his arms.

D's pet shop is located deep in Chinatown, and the shops on both sides are full of products that I can't understand.The front of the store is not big, but the glass windows are clean and transparent. The combination of retro wooden lattices and roses covering half of the windows creates a pleasing scenery.

"Nice to see you again!"

Such an emotional conversation is definitely not meant for me, Socrates yawned and continued to form a ball in another direction, completely ignoring the pet shop owner.

D didn't think it was disobedient, and looked at it happily through the cat bag for a while, and finally gave me a good face: "Master needs to rest, please come in and sit down."

"Ah... well, thank you."

I have never abused pets, and I have no legitimate fear of facing someone who is too fond of animals.

Just a little... physical fear, like when a herbivore gets too close to a predator at the top of the food chain.

Of course, it is probably normal for mediocre-looking people to feel involuntary avoidance when they see the same kind of shining.

"Come in, please sit down."

A few small animals were crooked on the soft and elastic sofa.What kind of fat raccoons, fox dogs, lion cats, all of them are round and fluffy, as if they are in heaven.

I didn't mean to drive away the aborigines. I looked around and chose a wooden stool to sit on. Socrates was still sleeping soundly in the cat bag.

D brought the black tea, and I remembered that there was a vanilla milk biscuit left in the bag: "Do you mind?"

The instant sparkle in his eyes told me that the owner of the pet shop appreciates this work very much, and even the animals lying beside him are attracted and involuntarily come up to him.

"Sorry, I added more butter and sugar, and added vanilla extract for the sake of taste. I can't share it with you!"

I had to stand up with my plate in my hand, and I looked down at the fat raccoon with bean eyes struggling to climb up: "Even if you are an omnivorous animal, you can't do it! You can't be cute! D!"

Sure enough, he gently carried the raccoon away, raised his hand and stroked the soft hair twice: "Miss Yada is right, and this persistence is also worthy of praise. If you eat sweets again, your teeth will hurt!"

The raccoon yowled a few times, and Doudou had tears in her eyes, but unfortunately she was thrown into the corridor leading to the backyard with a curtain.

The fox dogs and lion cats that try to steal food are also kept out of the safe range by me. To protect their beautiful fur, sweets must be avoided.

"If you eat this, you will be bald, you will be bald!" In order for the animals to understand what I mean, I had to lift my bangs and shake my head while speaking, pretending that the hairline was hopeless.Cats and dogs are worthy of high IQ animals. After watching my demonstration, they jumped off the sofa and avoided the plate of biscuits.

It's just that when he walked by me, his expression was a little strange.Hiss...I always feel like I was despised by their eyes?

When the tea was almost finished, Socrates finally woke up.Since this is a pet store, I released it with confidence.The little guy jumped out of the cat bag and stretched himself on the sofa, rolling his little tongue and barking like a baby.

"Last night, I got angry because of the move. I didn't have much energy this morning. I haven't even eaten lunch until now. If I'm worried, I'll trouble you."

I raised my hand, and Socrates piapiapia waved his little paw and ran over, bowed his head and rubbed.

D picked up the cat and stroked it gently, checked it from head to tail, and shook his head with a smile: "It's growing well, and there are no signs of disease. Probably because of the change of seasons, cats are more lethargic in winter than in other seasons."

Seeing the kitten getting more and more energetic, and even raising its paws to threaten the fat raccoon who ran back from the corridor and was lying under the sofa to watch the excitement, I was speechless.

"In that case, it's fine, then... Shall I take him home?"

When you are full, your temper will improve, and even your own mother will be bitten if you don't give me food.

Having already brought out a glossy sweet white porcelain plate and placed it in front of Socrates, D folded his hands together and said to the orange cat, "Does the young master appreciate our homemade cat food? Thank you so much. What? Not as delicious as Yada-san? Ah...I'm so happy for you."

Hey, hey, how do you guys communicate?Why can't I, a shit shovel, not understand!

The pet shop is filled with thick but not unpleasant incense, probably to cover up the animal's body odor, so thick that it almost makes people lose their sense of smell.The fat raccoon who was run away by Socrates squatted on the other side and stared at the white porcelain plate through my eyes. I couldn't bear the temptation of fur. I looked at D and asked: "Can the animals in the store be touched?"

If he said no, I would definitely not touch it, even if the thick and soft fluff almost sticks to my face.

"You mean chubby? Feel free to do so. But please be careful and move gently. Animals that eat pain are likely to show defensive attacks."

Therefore, the name of the fat raccoon is Xiaopang!

I spread out my hand and reached out to her: "A hug?"

The raccoon stretched out its two front paws, and I immediately embraced this furry with happiness: "Cute!"

Xiaopang put his nose into my hair and sniffed it, fearing that she would eat it, I hurriedly moved away: "It's so cute!"

Socrates, who quickly shoveled away a plate of cat food, looked up and saw the scene of "Love Transfers". With a "meow", he rushed to chase Xiaopang.I hastily let go of the raccoon and let her run for her life. Instead, I picked up the orange and white kitten and kept apologizing: "I'm sorry baby, mom still loves you the most!"

D who was sitting opposite almost spit out a sip of black tea: "Mom?"

"Huh?" I couldn't devote any more energy to him, so I hummed casually as a perfunctory.

The owner of the pet shop put down his teacup, touched his forehead and sighed.

It seems that young master Socrates is doomed to be sad and disappointed. The human beings he likes only treat him as a cub. Who would fall in love with their own cubs?Neither will animals.

I didn't pay attention to his reaction at all, I let Socrates bite and kick in a good voice - I didn't bite too hard, and I didn't even stretch my claws when I kicked, as long as the young master can calm down, I can take as many times as I want.

"Meow meow meow meow!"

You can't like other animals, you can only like me!

"Yes, yes, yes, I haven't seen raccoons very much, and I don't think it will be new next time I see it this time."

"Woooooo!"

If you are so fickle as a shit shoveler, this young master will really get angry!

"Okay, okay, don't get angry, eat fish, eat fish at night, okay?"

"Um."

I barely forgive you once, just this time, don't make another example, understand!

"All right, all right, add an egg yolk to the saury, so I won't be angry anymore."

After finally smoothing Socrates' fur, D filled a bag full of homemade cat food and handed it to me, saying that he wanted me to go back and serve the young master well.Unable to resist wiping off the black line and the tic-tac-toe on his forehead, he could only hold the cat in one hand and the cat bag and cat food in the other, and walked to the staff dormitory of the detective agency again with big bags and small bags.

As I walked, I slandered—I sent the first five chapters of Sakunosuke Oda’s posthumous manuscript to Editor Kawase last night, and I don’t know when I will hear back.I think the editor is the same as the author. You have to be reminded to get food. If you don’t remind, you will be a bunch of pigeon spirits.

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