God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

There is a new cat cafe in the town.

No, to be precise, a cafe with lots of cats.

The boss is a young man with long black hair. He bought an antique bungalow with a garden in the town, and opened a small part of the first floor as a cafe after renovation.

The waiters who come in and out of the cafe are all unsmiling, quick and silent, and have a cold "professional atmosphere". In short, it is not a friendly hospitality atmosphere. People in the town are more concerned about when the cafe will close down than going in for consumption.

The change happened on a sunny afternoon.

A few female high school students who had just finished school gathered around the black European-style iron fence to explore their brains, and the sound of their mobile phones snapping and taking pictures was endless, and the sound of "it is looking at this side" was heard from time to time.

The ones who are so called are two snow-white puppet cats staying on the grassy grass, one is sleeping soundly on its back, the other is stretching its paws to push it, probably unable to wake up all the time, in those blue eyes It has a clear meaning of helplessness—it is gradually deepening with the increase of outsiders.

"so cute!"

The girls outside were afraid of scaring them, so they could only communicate in a low voice: "Is this a cat raised in this cafe?"

"It should be, I haven't seen this cat before."

"Muppet cats seldom play outdoors." Another girl looked hesitantly at the door not far away. "If I go to order a cup of coffee, I don't know if I can get close to them."

A few girls scraped together their pocket money, then looked at the cafe door and hesitated, weighing how embarrassing it is to see the sky-high menu and not being able to order it out.

"Ah, one is gone!"

The awake puppet finally gave up the wake-up call and walked into the house instead. The girls made regretful sounds, and then observed the cat sleeping on its belly more quietly until the lost puppet brought until people come back.

The person who came was a cafe owner who rarely appeared in front of people. His long black hair was quite iconic in the town, basically as famous as his face.

The man sighed, and squatted down to pick up the sleeping cat. The cat turned over in his arms without being awakened at all. The puppet looked up, seemed to be relieved, and patted it with its paws. The man's trouser legs meowed at the girls outside.

"Want to come in for some dessert?" The man glanced sideways at the girls outside, and said in a gentle tone, "As a thank you for helping me pay attention to these little guys, I'll give you a free order."

"Does the boss keep a lot of cats?"

"What's the name of the cat just now?"

"It really slept soundly. Such an unvigilant cat is easy to be taken away when it comes out. You must be careful."

The girls were chirping, while the man on the opposite side smiled and listened, answering their questions one by one.

"Well, a lot."

"The one who is asleep is my younger brother Jiro, and the one who is looking for me is his older brother Taro."

"He fell asleep in the yard for a very special reason, but there were a lot of people who would help look after him."

After answering the questions, he didn't have much desire to talk. In such an atmosphere, the girls looked at each other a little embarrassedly, not knowing what to say for a while, and lowered their heads to taste the delicate desserts in front of them.

"Hey...it's delicious!"

"This is made by our special pastry chef." The corners of the man's eyes slightly raised, and he seemed in a good mood. "Limited edition every day, there is only one serving, and the rest are just ordinary desserts."

"I'll give you a promotion when I go back, because it looks so high-end, so everyone is afraid to come in," the short-haired girl said pleasantly, "but after I came in, I found that we can afford it."

And such a cute cat!

"Then thank you all." The man nodded, then turned his head to look upstairs.

The girls followed his gaze, and found a majestic big cat standing on the banister of the stairs leading to the second floor, with white fur raised up on its ears, and the hair on its body was as smooth as silk, The long, fluffy tail hangs down and is shaking gently.

Between the gaps in the railings, there was a small orange cat staring down curiously. When it was spotted, it jumped to the first floor a few times, walked around the table, and then jumped on the arm of the sofa to lie down and look back and forth. The first customers in the store.

And the big cat meowed, showing its sharp canine teeth, with a sweet and soft voice.

"He is urging me to continue grooming him..." The man smiled, "Then please continue to enjoy the afternoon tea time, my cat may come to play with you, but please don't touch it without their consent." Touch 'em, they're all very personal... cats."

The clerk who appeared to the side like a ghost bowed and bowed. The girls were startled, and then subconsciously nodded.

Although the boss is handsome, he always feels uncomfortable sitting here...the cat is cuter.

"Then, Luan, entertain the guests for me."

The man touched the kitten's ears, the cat narrowed his eyes and flattened his ears, rubbed the fingers on his head, then walked to the place where the man was sitting, meowed and sat upright, performing the duties of entertaining.

... so obedient!

The eyes of the girls sparkled again, not knowing whether to look at the little orange cat in front of them, or the majestic big cat upstairs who could act coquettishly unexpectedly.

"Meow-"

In the sunroom on the second floor, a big Norwegian forest cat squinted its eyes and was combed in the arms of the owner of the cafe. It purred in its throat and stepped on its front paws from time to time. It looked so comfortable that it didn’t want to move. look.

He managed to find a remote place that would not be discovered soon, and brought the owner of the trophy here, just to spend the rest of the day leisurely.

But the good times didn't last long, and soon the door was gently pushed open, and a Balinese cat poked its head in. After seeing them, its eyes lit up, and it rushed over meowingly. When it was about to arrive, a volley jumped and landed on the man's shoulder and wrapped a circle around his neck affectionately.

The big cat let out a low growl of dissatisfaction, and slapped it, trying to scare off the intruder, but the other party dexterously raised its paw to give him a high-five, and then meowed in satisfaction.

"Okay, don't fight," the man sighed, "or you will regret it when you change back."

Probably because they heard the movement, a few more cats came in at the door, and they all swarmed up and hung on the man's body, and the meowing sound was endless.

"...Really," Jing Mo sighed with a smile, "then don't complain anymore."

That's right, the one who bought the cafe was the god judge who traveled around with the fusangshin, and the reason for staying here was that his fusangshin would suddenly turn into cats during the day.

The reason is unclear at present, but it definitely has something to do with their random research in the last world. After all, this is not the first time there has been an emergency. In a hurry to figure out who is who.

Every day they will turn into cats at eight o'clock in the morning, and then return to their original shape at eight o'clock in the evening, but according to the observation of the gods, although it seems that the appearance of the fusangshen has changed, the nature of the small creatures like cats The impact cannot be ignored.

For example, when fighting, he can bite and bite, and he can play with a ball of wool all afternoon, or he can pounce on him for petting without any burden.

Well... the first time it changed back, the scene was very spectacular.

Then they will retain the memory of the cat state, but it is difficult to say when they become cats. Thinking of some children's autistic behavior and the same behavior the next day, the judges prefer that cats don't care about these things even if they remember them.

After all, they are willful little creatures.

The Norwegian Forest cat stretched out its paws, clutching its own territory tightly, and seemed to want to squeeze the other cats down, but an Osi cat that looked like a little leopard grabbed the examiner's left hand without giving in. Arms, the two cats purred softly at each other, their ears pricked up.

"Xiaohumaru, Hasebe," the judge couldn't name them, "wait obediently."

"mum."

Oximao Hasebe withdrew his gaze and responded, then climbed up again, and quietly put his head on the shoulder of the examiner, with a magnanimous look.

"Meow." A pure black Bombay cat hooked Gou Jingmo's calf with its tail, as if asking something.

"Yes, the first batch of customers came to the store today, they are students, and I will accompany them in disorder below," the interrogator replied, "He has always been interested in the makeup of the identity of a 'female high school student'. You can probably learn a lot.”

"Meow...meow." The little black cat turned around, seeming very hesitant.

"Go, if there is a trendy color you like, I'll take you to buy it," the judge smiled. "I see you two always read fashion magazines together—although you care more about the color of nail polish."

The little black cat——California Kiyomitsu jumped onto the sofa briskly, stepped on the Bali cat Tsurumaru to stick to the God Judge's face, and then ran away with a meow and a smile before being thrown off.

"Mi—" Tsurumaru complained, and then added a few words, "Me... Meow?"

"It's not dirty." The judge stretched out his hand to smooth the hair on his back. "The house is very clean. As for why it turned out like this... the cranes are also distributed in the same color, and they're not all pure white."

"Meow."

The blue cat on the other arm laughed at him.

"Meow!" Tsurumaru fought back without hesitation, and Hasebe moved his ears, and echoed for the first time: "Meow."

"Woo... Meow!" The blue cat turned its head away in disdain, but its body was slightly bowed, its ears were turned back, and it looked like it was about to attack.

"Body shape... Well, the blue cat is indeed more muscular, but you will definitely refer to your own personality when changing," the God Judge mediates with a headache, "I'm not surprised that Song Xian will become like this, after all, he is a literary school Yes, and his personality is much calmer than before."

The blue cat's arched back straightened again, turning into a long relaxed strip, with its tail hooked around the wrist of the examiner, looking at Tsurumaru proudly.

"Mi." Tsurumaru called out meaningfully, brushing his beard against the face of the judge.

It is said that the blue cat has a gentle personality, how can it be possible to be on the same level as the song fairy, and it is probably because of its size——

"Higakiri and Kemaru are brothers, but they didn't become the same cat," the interrogator explained, "so personality is a big consideration...Where did they go?"

Jing Mo reluctantly changed the subject in case they fought again—after turning into cats, these little guys became more aggressive, especially a few of them, who needed to be carefully monitored.

"Mi." Hasebe wagged his tail and began to report, probably because he also wanted to observe the guests invited by the god-interrogator himself, and the Genji brothers went downstairs halfway.

"Do you think that this cat... the cat looks very imposing." The girl quietly asked her companion, stared at by those somewhat cruel golden eyes, she subconsciously changed the reduplicated words like "猫猫" up.

Opposite her was a pure white Angora cat, with its paws folded in front of its body, and its fur was fluffy and soft. When he walked over, the previous cats gave way to him in the middle.

"Is this the leader of the cats here?" Another girl speculated, and then heard the black cat "meow" in protest.

...It's just that he's older.

Mustache observed the people in front of him for a while, and after confirming that they were ordinary and happy minors, he lay down lazily, and the Somali cat on the other side quickly jumped up and made a pile with his elder brother to help him lick his fur , Mustache narrowed his eyes, rubbed his younger brother's head with a meat pad, and occasionally licked the hair on his forehead for him.

"They're so intimate, are they a couple?" A girl asked with sparkling eyes, but as soon as she finished speaking, several cats turned their heads to look at her, with unusually deep emotions in their eyes.

"...Did I say something wrong..." The girl was stared into a shudder, and her tone became much weaker.

"It's not just a pair of cats. Cats who live together often lick each other," another girl said, "Because licking is sometimes a way to determine status, and it is usually given to the stronger party. The weaker party licks their fur and leaves their own scent on the other party to show that the other party is under their leadership, you see, this means that Angora cats are weaker in their relationship..."

"Meow meow meow!" Xiwan interrupted the other party's words by meowing anxiously, frantically explaining to his brother that he had absolutely no intention of that, and finally let out a frustrated voice, "Mi... woo..."

"mum."

Higiri patted his silly brother on the head, even if he turned into a cat...but he was still fusangshen in essence, why would he look at himself like a cat, what a silly boy.

While thinking about it, he bit his brother's ear. He didn't use much force, but he managed to make the Somali cat obediently lie down with a whimper, showing no resistance.

The girl opposite who introduced the cat's habits was dumbfounded, and for a moment had deep doubts about her knowledge reserve.

... Isn't this very concerned about who is the boss?

Qingguang Qingguang, who watched the whole process from the sidelines, thought indifferently, although he didn't draw his sword to cut people, but the effect was similar.

The author has something to say: Well, I checked the information so that the update was very late...

You can look up the personalities (or appearances) of these cats, it’s very interesting =v= it’s really healing

By the way, meow meow meow, I also had fun writing it, it’s really a good way to skip the dialogue (what)~

感谢在2021-04-2222:53:51~2021-04-2422:29:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Swastika Zhan Xiye;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!