Social animals don't deserve love

On the day of Setsubun, the president took all the male members to a hot spring.Akiko was attending a medical seminar and Naomi was taking tutoring, and I didn't want to go, so the guys went out early in the morning like schoolchildren.

——Is there anything to go, at a glance, you know that the so-called hot springs are just a prelude to voluntary labor. Am I a person who can’t even afford hot spring tickets?

of course not.

Simply hold the cat and stay in the office on duty.

"Ha... ah... do you want to go to the hot springs too, Socrates?"

I yawned and rubbed the cat's head violently, and Socrates definitely didn't give me a bite out of true love.After licking the messy cat hair, he jumped to the ground with a "plop": "Meow ow!"

"That's right, that's right, Akiko will come to change shifts in the afternoon, and I'll take you out to play with the kids, shall I?"

A new cat cafe opened near the red brick warehouse, allowing guests to bring their own pets into the cafe.

The fish floss snacks there are very popular with Socrates. After trying it once, he tries to be coquettish and cute every day in order to get more.

The cat let out a milky cry from its throat, and stretched out its head to rub against the back of my hand.He has clearly grown into a big cat, and when he asks for snacks, his voice is still the same as when he was a child, and his cobalt blue eyes are watery, as if he is about to open his mouth to speak in a second.

He rubbed back and forth for a while, then suddenly stopped like a cassette, the whole cat slowly adjusted its figure, put its butt back on the ground in an unusually dignified sitting posture, with the tip of its tail covering its white paws: "Meow~"

This cat is like a smart cat, sometimes it will be extremely clingy and shameless, sometimes it is as thin-skinned as the young lady, and it has to put on airs and insist on being coaxed.

I wonder if I have two cats that look exactly alike...

"What's the matter?" Touching his cat ears, Ju Bai cursed and muttered a few words, walked to the side where he didn't get in the way and sat down.

Did you know you were going to take him out to play in the afternoon, so you acted ahead of time?

Seeing that spring is coming, it's time to find a girlfriend for my son, and I don't know if there are any suitable cat girls in cat cafes who are willing to marry into my house.Reluctant to neuter the cat, I was very worried that Socrates would get lost, so I thought about it and decided to get another one!

Otherwise, I can only ask D how to deal with it. I always feel that there will always be problems if things fall into his hands.

Akiko came back from the outside in the afternoon and brought me a wagashi near the seminar venue as a souvenir.After thanking and handing over the work records, I clocked in with the cat in my arms.

Socrates managed to grow into a stocky cat weighing nine catties in half a year. It turned out that the cat bag seemed more and more narrow to him. Recently, he only likes to be carried out by me.It’s not that I dote on my furry children, it’s just ordinary dogs outside. Socrates can beat ten of them with a cat.

Those golden retrievers, border collies, German shepherds, Shiba Inu, VIPs, Samoyeds, huskies, and dogs living nearby, one counts as one, and almost all of them have been beaten by Meow Meow. Wang Wang fled home with his tail between his legs to find his master.So now Socrates gets the same respect and treatment as the dogs after he puts on the leash. When he goes out, most dogs will bow their heads and back out of the way when they see him, like a club boss going out on the street.

"Okay, let's go, play with the children, and buy meat floss snacks~" Picking up the heavy cat, I left the office and walked into the elevator to press the button.

Setsubun is a festival that symbolizes the coming of spring. Although the current temperature has nothing to do with spring, the buds of cherry blossoms and magnolias on the roadside are gradually full.After the setsubun, the rain will gradually increase, and going out again will not be as convenient as it is now.After walking for almost four and 10 minutes, I arrived at the cat cafe in the Red Brick Square. Ms. Menying clearly remembered Socrates, the king of cats, and opened the glass door with a smile from a distance. The meat floss is also in place.

"Miss Yada is off today? Work is hard!"

She started to help me untie the cat's leash, and the cat salesmen gathered around and sniffed.

It stands to reason that for a cat like Socrates who can cry even with large dogs, other cats should avoid him.However, the fact is contrary to our imagination, no matter where he goes, he is the most popular cat among cat friends.The salesperson in a few cat cafes stood up and put their front paws on my arm, wishing to put their noses on Socrates, and was immediately shrunk back to the spot by Jubai.

I rubbed the forehead of my little fat man: "It's okay, work, it's all the same."

"Socrates is amazing~" the girl giggled and spread her hand in front of him: "Do you hold your claws? If you hold your claws, I'll invite you to eat."

The cat turned its face to one side, capitalized indifference plastered all over its body.

She smiled and sighed, and added a handful of goat cheese to the meat floss: "You can eat it even if you don't hold your claws, you little cutie!"

I let go and followed him to eat snacks or play with the children, and soon there was a cup of hot coffee in front of him.

——In this weather, sitting in the warm room with a hot drink and looking out is really pleasant.

Well, there seem to be more black suits coming and going on the street outside than usual, what happened?

After watching for a while, I found that something was not right, so I decided to go back early.In case of encountering a social group and violently fighting each other in the street, judging from the current situation, I don't think it's very good, especially for civil servants, it's not good at all.

Half an hour later, Socrates still refused to play with other cats, and he was unwilling to eat snacks. He even lost his temper when he was pestered by cat salesmen.

Maybe it was infected by my emotions?

"Socrates, come back."

I yelled, and he almost jumped into my arms like a flash, obediently allowing him to put on the leash.

"Hello, pack and check out. I want a can each of homemade meat floss and cheese cubes, thank you."

"Are you scared? Is it because of the weather? Are you in a bad mood?" The waitress couldn't understand why.

I looked down and held the cat's head for a while. Socrates was unwilling but did not resist. Only the desperately wagging tail showed his irritable heart at this time.

"The one who acted coquettishly in the morning and wanted to come, maybe it's because I'm just full and don't want to eat. I'll take it back and have a look at night."

He took the plastic bag and quickly left the cat cafe with the cat in his arms.

Even if it is the port mafia, they will not break into ordinary communities if they have nothing to do.They spend most of their time in bustling business districts, no matter large shopping malls or custom streets, they never leave the places where they can do business.

But today's situation is different from usual.

There are a few black suits gathering and wandering at every intersection. I haven't seen them making such a big noise in recent years. Passers-by who have lingering fears about the past have carefully walked around.

It's not like doing business, and it's not like robbing business, but it's like looking for someone.

Socrates let out a low "woo", and I hurriedly patted my hair: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, they didn't come to catch us, don't be afraid."

The cat calmed down as if it had noticed something, its tail still waving violently.

After walking a few more steps, the intersection was blocked by black suits.

I don't know what other people think, anyway, when they see the weapon used by the opponent as a deterrent, they turn their heads and change the alley - we locals all understand that it's best not to bump your head hard at this time, unless you have A manga protagonist's skill.

"I'll be home soon, don't be afraid, go home and eat meat and fish, okay?"

"Meow..."

After changing a few alleys, the scene in front of me caught me off guard and made me stop in my tracks and fall into deep thought.

Known: I am a physical waste who can't run fast.

Also know: Any port mafia member can make me cry with a single punch.

Let me know again: there was a bloody conflict at the bottom of this alley. Whether it was a murder case is uncertain at the moment, but if you continue to move forward, troubles will definitely be inevitable.

If I turned and ran instead of going forward, I would not be harmed, but the kid at the bottom of the alley could not be helped.

To save, or not to save.

Working hard to live is a principle that I have never changed.I am afraid of getting hurt, I am afraid of pain, I will avoid danger, these are normal reactions of ordinary people.However, as an ordinary person right now, I suddenly have the idea of ​​wanting to be someone else's hero.

Just like the military and police saved me, like the detective agency protected me, I wanted to reach out to the girl whose eyes had lost the light.

"I'm really crazy."

Putting Socrates on his shoulders and letting him hook his paws to his clothes, I tentatively walked forward slowly: "Hello, are you injured? Do you need help?"

The ground beneath his feet was a little sticky, and there was a sickly sweet smell in the air.

This is a dangerous child, and she is standing teetering on the edge of a cliff.

"Can I come over?" Walking to a closer place, trembling and crying sounds and turbid panting can be heard.

She is sick, cold, hungry, pain, fear... so she will show her claws and scratch any creature that dares to approach at will and pose a threat.

"I'm here." I took another two steps forward, and the red kimono sleeve sandwiched between the boxes was dragged away by the owner.

Just...weird cute.

In view of the experience of these unlucky people whose life and death are unknown on the ground, I decided to keep a safe distance for the time being: "I have no malicious intentions, I just passed by with a cat. The road outside was blocked by the port mafia, and only people like me who are familiar with the road conditions Local people know how to get out. Do you need help?"

A dull hair protruded from the back of the box, shaking up and down like a tentacle.Before I could continue speaking, a group of black suits suddenly poured into the alley in the other direction: "I found it! Here it is!"

"Stop!" Are these port mafia members so brave, rushing up one by one and giving them for nothing.

No one heeded my warning, and in the dark and cramped alleyway, Lavender appeared out of nothingness.

——The tall Yasha, wearing a kimono and holding a sword, was suspended in the air. Anyone who dared to invade the security guard fell to the ground without exception.

No, supernatural powers... with the summoning system?

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It is really

So cute

Friendly reminder, if you really have a cat, for the sake of the cat, if you can do it, you should do it as much as possible.

Tomorrow will add an update, Mr. Count wants to die...