My breeder is the strongest

Akashi Seijuro felt that he probably, like, maybe maybe.

Discovered a shocking secret.

His classmates... are not human.

"Come in." Akashi opened the door of the student union's office, and turned sideways to make room for him, "I have a spare set of school uniform here, I can lend it to you first."

"Thank you." Gojojiu sat obediently on the sofa and thanked honestly, "Are you a cadre of the student union?"

"Not yet, I'm just keeping the keys here." Akashi Seijuro said very tactfully, "The election for the new term is one month away."

In other words, it will be in a month.

This statement is a bit arrogant, but when he said it like this, there was no sense of disobedience that he wanted to save face.

"Oh."

Wujojiu was not sensitive enough to detect what he meant. In fact, he was more concerned about another matter, and he was a little flustered.

It's exposed, it's revealed on the first day of school, completely.

Dog Academy.

The cats in the dog school drooped their ears and flicked the tip of their tails in small, restless motions.

Akashi Seijuro was looking for clothes in front of the locker. While looking, he unconsciously glanced at the tips of his ears that were shaking from the corner of his eye.

There is an extra pinch of hair on the top, the inside is light pink, and there are shallow blood vessel marks.

Like the veins of cherry blossoms.

Is it a cat?or a dog?

It still feels more like a cat.

The hairy kind.

He couldn't help forming a picture in his mind, Wujojiu pinched his tail nervously, cast his gaze carefully, hesitant to speak.

"That……"

Akashi quickly retracted his peripheral vision, and paused while looking for clothes.

In my mind, there are all the white pointed ears and the touch of the fluffy tail that was left in the palm of my hand just now.

He calmly closed the locker door.

……Oops.

Kind of cute.

Like snow balls.

Akashi Seijuro never had a cat, but he had a horse, white with brown eyes, his own age, which he kept at the stud farm of his main house in Kyoto, and his name was Yukimaru.

His schedule is very tight, and there is almost no time for rest. When he was a child, apart from playing basketball, his happiest memory is running on the horse track with Yukimaru at the racecourse.

"I won't say it." Akashi said firmly, "Actually, I also wanted to thank you just now for helping me...uh."

He stuck for a moment, not knowing what to call the monster.

"Curse Spirit." Gojojiu continued, "The one just now was called Curse Spirit."

Knowing that the other party can also see the curse spirit makes him feel the same way, and he relaxes somewhat.

"Can you see the curse spirit too?"

"Today is the first time." Akashi turned around and handed him the spare school uniform, "Anyway, thank you for saving me, your business..."

He glanced distractedly at his tail and ears, then paused.

"I won't say anything, don't worry."

Wujojiu breathed a sigh of relief.

The stone pressing on the heart was released, and the whole person returned to the state of escape.

The kitty quickly raised his ears, his tail happily shook into an S shape, and said a lot at once.

"Then thank you for your clothes. I'll wash them and return them to you. Don't worry, if you see that thing again—I mean the curse spirit, just find me. My name is Wujojiu. How about you!"

As he spoke, he began to take off his coat and unbutton his shirt.

Akashi Seijuro: ...! ! !

wait!

This guy is a cat.

absolute.

Akashi thought as he watched Gojoku, who came out from the back of the office with his shirt crookedly buttoned.

Akashi Seijuro is a very distant person.

His image in school is almost perfect, with perfect grades, all-round sports, serious work and high efficiency, and he is humble and kind to others.

He never crossed the line and kept everything in the right place with good manners.

However, at this moment, looking at the trembling cat ears in front of him, he took a step forward in a strange way.

"This." Akashi pointed to the clothes, "Do you need me to tidy up for you?"

"Oh!" Gojojiu put down his hands as usual, and leaned forward, "Please!"

Really, it's like having a cat.

Gojoku was a little taller than him*, and Akashi Seijuro silently helped him re-button his shirt and tidy his coat, and the kitten curled his tail around the arm of the person opposite him as usual.

His movements paused.

It took a long time for Wujo to realize something was wrong, and he suddenly let go, "Sorry, I'm like—"

"It's okay." Akashi interrupted him, fixed his eyes on the fluffy white tail, and said suddenly, "Can I touch it?"

What kind of experience is it to raise a cat in the school aboveboard?

Akashi: Thank you for the invitation, it's very cool.

People, once you have a shared secret, it's hard not to be friends.

In particular, Gojojiu and him have an extra layer of very, very close connection.

After the morning class ended, Akashi Seijuro's cell phone vibrated and received a message.

Sender: cat

Recipient: Akashi

Content: QTQ

There is only one simple kaomoji, but it expresses the other party's miserable mood to the fullest.

Akashi couldn't help but raise his lips.

"Did you just laugh?"

At his back table, Midorima Shintaro pushed his glasses and used an affirmative sentence.

Akashi wanted to deny it at first, but then felt that it was a bit of a cover-up.

He clenched his hands into fists, coughed twice, and said calmly.

"I'm going to the student union office to deal with work."

Jobs are fake, pussy smoking is real.

It can't be completely fake either.

The key to this office was given to him by the vice president of the current student union. Of course, it was not for free, but for him to help with the work of the student union.

Akashi Seijuro is not the type who will be obedient and obedient to others. Before he met Gojohisa, he had originally made a plan. He planned to pull the vice president down when the time was right. competitors.

but.

Akashi opened the door of the office, and Mao Mao was already slumped on the sofa in large characters, with an open notebook covering his face, and his whole body was gray and white.

Just, very depressed, very melancholy.

However, although.

Akashi wanted to laugh unkindly.

He walked over and picked up the notebook on Wutiaojiu's face, "Want to write an inspection again? How many times this month? What's the reason this time?"

That's right - the close connection is that Gojojiu goes to the student union office every day to write inspections.

It can be said to be very frequent, profound and intimate.

The kind of profound reflection on one's own mistakes.

Gojojiu took the notebook from him feebly, "causing commotion, disrupting school order, and..."

He spat out two words embarrassedly, "Climbing a tree."

Akashi Seijuro: "...Poof."

Gojojiu: "QTQ."

Akashi controlled his expression, couldn't help rubbing his fluffy head, and asked.

"Snacks?"

Wujojiu pricked up his ears: "Yes!"

The happiest moment of raising a cat is indeed feeding it.

Seeing the cat owner licking the cat strips with his hands, I can't help but want to open another can.

Sitting behind the desk, Akashi watched Wujojiu swallow the snacks in two or three bites, and wrote quickly to the review.

Picking up the cup and taking a sip of coffee, I thought to myself.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with the vice president later.

Thank you, Vice President.

After N times of experience in review books, the snacks for Maomao gradually upgraded, and Akashi also found out a little bit of his taste.

Wujojiu is not picky about food, but he likes salty and sour food more than sweet food. Dried bayberry and potato chips are his favorites recently.

His eyes finally fell on a bag of beautifully wrapped cookies by the table.

Akashi Seijuro: "That's... don't you not like sweets?"

"Ah, this." Wutiaojiu picked up the biscuit, his expression very indescribable, "Don't mention it...it's what made me write a review."

"I think the review has been written, at least to taste what it tastes like."

As he said that, he picked up the backpack that was placed beside him - he dumped a pile on the table with a clatter.

All, yes, cookies.

Akashi: "..."

You are kinda welcome.

Just, inexplicably, there is a feeling that a domestic cat has been fed by an outsider.

A little proud.

And a little sour.

Wutiao wondered for a long time, "Why do they choose to give me cookies today?"

Akashi Seijuro thought about it, he seemed to have received a lot of gifts today.

"Oh, it's May Day."

Wujojiu: "May Festival?"

"There is a saying that has been circulating in schools recently. It is said that on the second day of May, if you give an important person a gift made by yourself, you can get the result you want."

Akashi Seijuro explained to him, "It seems to have come from China, because the homophony of 5 and 2 in Chinese is "I" and "love".

"Wow!" Gojojiu was very interested, "Giving gifts made by yourself to important people can get the desired results? Is there such a saying?"

He thought of something with great interest—then, he languished again.

"But, today is too late. Are there other days like this?"

"Yes." Akashi's encyclopedia went online. "Actually, the second day of May was supposed to be a misinformation. The complete statement should be a homophony of '520' and 'I love you'."

"That's it." Gojojiu calculated quickly in his mind, "May NO.20, there are still eighteen days left."

He thinks it can!

"Wait." Gojojiu was confused again later, "It is rumored that it is a gift...then why are all the biscuits given to me??"

"……Um."

Akashi thought about it again, and felt that this was not easy to say.

Wujojiu: "Let's talk about it."

Akashi: "Probably because... the home economics class the day before was about making biscuits."

Wujojiu: "..."

This mind is so casual.

"It's decided!" Gojojiu suddenly raised his head, "I want to learn how to make biscuits too!"

Akashi Seijuro raised his eyebrows, "Do you have any important people and wishes you want to fulfill?"

"Yeah!" He nodded, "There is a very important person, I want to..."

"Just." Scratching his head, the cat said in a low voice, "It's the same as before."

The author has something to say: Mao Mao issued a reconciliation application to Wutiao

Master Wutiao: Rejection

Actually... I'm thinking about Saturday this week.

I finally worked hard once, what's your reaction? (Light cigarette

* Akashi's classmate Kuniichi is too... short, here, let's assume that he is as tall as Hisashi, in fact, my setting is 5t1859 is 175