Spell Meow

Fu Heisher felt that he had a pretty good life recently.

Compared with the decadent life when he had no missions or drunken dreams or lavish money, his life in the recent period was so peaceful and comfortable that he felt that all the bones in his body were about to loosen.

Sometimes he suddenly woke up in a dream, and even felt that he was really a cat instead of a person.

Thinking of this, he stretched lazily on the bed again, stretched out his furry paws and unconsciously squeezed out a little point of the paws.

After thinking about it, he turned back into a human form and lay on the bed, basking in the hot sun and resting on the soft bedding. He felt that even if he changed back, the cat's habits still seemed to be affecting him.

He was a little too lazy to move in bed, but he felt hungry again.

The new patron still raised him like a cat, and only prepared breakfast and dinner for him every day.

But Fuheshier also felt that even if it was on her own body, she probably wouldn't have time for lunch, so she didn't insist on having a lunch at noon.

——Anyway, he has almost recovered now, and it is not difficult to turn into a human to look for food for himself.

After eating up her food reserves last time, Fu Heisher started to try to feed herself by herself after being given a severe lesson.

The main reason is not the harshness of the lesson, but the duration of this verbal attack is too long. Even if it is a cat, it will be annoying if she repeats it like this every day, not to mention that he is not a real cat. It's too late to express it too clearly when the cocoon is formed, it is simply too late for people.

Instead of enjoying this kind of treatment again, he would rather go find something to eat by himself.

Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, Fu Heisher also felt that it was time to go out for food.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen's izakaya is just a few steps away from here, and it is quite convenient to go back and forth-the most important thing is that it is cheap and can be credited.

If it wasn't for this, he would have starved to death the current benefactor long ago, and it would be impossible for him to recover so quickly.

Although the reason mentioned last time was to recuperate from the injury, although the injury is almost healed now, Fu Heisher has no intention of leaving.

Living here can be taken care of by others and will not interfere with behavior. As long as she meows twice a day, shakes hands with the benefactor and rolls over, she can be happy all night without tossing herself. Except that there is not much pocket money, there is nothing better than this. The easy gigolo worked.

Why didn't he think that it would be so much easier to become a cat than to be a human?

It's just that today's luck seems to be not very good.

Fu Heisher opened the door and went in, and saw three people sitting neatly in the uniform of the Curse College.

I don't know if I came here today to ask for trouble or just to eat.

"You're still alive..." Gojo Satoru, who was biting the octopus balls with his cheeks in his hand, turned the bamboo stick in his hand, glanced at Fu Heisher and said with quite a sarcasm, "I thought you haven't been here for so long. He recovered from his injuries and died."

"Move your arm a little over there, I'm going to have no room, Wu."

The only girl propped up Wutiao Wutan's sprawled arms and condemned, reached out to take the pork chop rice handed over by Xing Ping Chuangzhen and said, "Do you still eat octopus balls? If you don't eat them, I will eat them anyway, no Playing with that bamboo stick, the sauce is thrown over."

As a rational adult, Fuheshier didn't intend to waste too much energy on talking with the other three underage brats, so he found his usual seat, pulled up his chair, sat down and said, "Here's a bowl of rice, Boss Xingping , the account will be charged to that six-eyed brat, and he will be reimbursed for the previous ones."

Gojo Satoru dropped his face on the spot and looked at Fu Heisher displeasedly, spat at him and said unceremoniously, "I'll feed the money to the dogs and I won't reimburse you for it!"

"You're going to be the head of the Wutiao family and you're still so stingy?" Fu Heisher doesn't mind, it's best if you can deceive people to pay for yourself, if you can't just pretend nothing happened, "Because of my affairs, that old man didn't Give you less money."

"I'm not a poor brazen guy like you who can only cheat food and drink at other people's homes. What do you want the money from the Zenyuan family to do..."

Gojo Satoru thought it was boring to quarrel with this person, so he sat upright and leaned on the bar counter, straightened his legs that had no place to rest, bent his arms and supported his head, and said unceremoniously, "No Can I order dessert, Chuangzhen?"

"If you want to eat desserts, you should go to Taozi-senpai. I basically cook staple food here. Don't come to trouble me every time, Wutiao."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen obviously has a good relationship with Gojo Satoru. When he said this, his tone was quite casual: "How about making you a dorayaki?"

"Ah, if that's the case, then I want a portion too, Chuangzhen..." Jiarui Nitzi also couldn't stop eating while raising his hand, "Just the same taste as Wu's portion will do."

"Didn't you say you want to lose weight before, and suddenly you want to eat sweets again?"

Xia Youjie was obviously also a little speechless. Looking at the large plate of pork chop rice in front of Jia Ruzizi, who was eating a lot, he felt that her attitude did not seem to be dieting.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, when we're full."

Jia Ruozi responded very perfunctorily, glanced at Xia Youjie and condemned: "You are a little too puzzled to say such things here in Chuangzhen, Jie, how can such a boring topic of weight loss be mentioned in this kind of place? Don't you feel sorry for Soshin's craftsmanship?"

"Well, Xia You, do you want some dorayaki? Where's Mr. Fuhei?"

"I don't need to..."

Gojo Satoru interrupted Xia Youjie's refusal very timely: "Just give me Jie's share."

Xia Youjie was speechless for a while: "It's not like you can't order two by yourself, what do you have to do with my quota?"

What Wujo Satoru said is very natural: "Of course eating other people's food is more delicious than ordering one yourself."

"Let's have one too..." Fu Heisher didn't intend to let go of any chance to take advantage of it, "Anyway, the kid ordered it, so it's his account."

He is not a picky eater, and he consumes a lot of energy as a God-given curse, so he will not refuse this kind of calorie bomb.

After all, he couldn't get fat anyway because of God's curse.

"By the way, Mr. Fu Hei, do you need to prepare dinner for you to take back?" Xing Ping Chuangzhen suddenly remembered this matter: "Tian Yuan will be home very late today, she should have told you?"

"Say it, pack a copy for me."

Although the benefactor swears about working overtime every day, there are very few times when he doesn't work overtime.

Since the first time she saw him coming home with a lunch box in his mouth, she installed a GPS on her collar. After observing for a few days, she found that she could indeed bring home the lunch box on time, so she hung it on the collar for him. Get an access card to go up so that he can come in and out with dinner.

If she couldn't come back in time after working overtime at night, she would tell Xing Ping Chuangzhen to prepare his dinner in advance, and he only needed to take his dinner back with him when he slipped out for lunch every day.

To be honest, this kind of trust makes the way of getting along between them less like the way of getting along with normal people and pets, and closer to the way of getting along with roommates - but she will also be more indulgent to her roommate because of her cat form a little.

Fu Heisher thought she was aware of her identity several times, but after careful observation, she found that she was just acting like this to herself out of inertia.

After listening to Xing Ping Chuangzhen's explanation, Gojo Satoru felt that the boss was upset again: "It's outrageous that a scum like you can still meet such a kind person."

"After all, she can't be considered very lucky. If she was lucky, she wouldn't meet people like us." Fu Heisher said without any embarrassment.

"Who is the same person as you, don't compare us with you."

"It's no different from the degree of bad luck..." Fu Heisher seemed to think carefully before saying, "It's just that one is physical damage and the other is magic damage—I thought the last time I've already discussed this issue with the spellcaster next to you."

"Then can I prepare seafood bibimbap for you, Mr. Fuhei?"

Xing Ping Chuangzhen forcefully interrupted the exchange of words between them. Although he was asking Fu Heisher, the menu had actually been set long ago.

After all, for the health of the "cat", Fuheshier in cat form cannot eat most fancy things——

At least you can't eat it in front of the patron, so even though Xing Ping Chuangzhen is really considerate for him, but his cat food is really not rich enough.

Fortunately, Xingping Chuangzhen's craftsmanship made up for this very well. He is not picky about food, so he doesn't care about it very much.

But Gojo Wu suddenly turned his eyes and raised his hand to poke Xia Youjie. If Xia Youjie didn't happen to be holding a face in his hand, he would definitely give Wujo Wu a shot.

But as a tacit understanding between close friends, he still understood what he was going to do in Gojo Wu's silent eyes. He glanced at Fuheshier who was waiting for his meal, and Xia Youjie tilted his head to cover his face. expression, a slight nod gave Gojo Satoru an ok meaning.

"Come on, Nitro, too..." He even encouraged Nitro to join in: "Anyway, these few days are considered mission time, and Teacher Ye Moth won't say anything if he plays outside for a few more days."

"Okay..." Jia Ruozi didn't know what the two of them were planning, but he readily agreed, "Anyway, if you're idle, you're idle."

When I got home at ten o'clock early in the evening, I saw four cats lying neatly on the sofa or blanket or coffee table.

Yes, four cats.

I don't even know where all these cats came from.

Shi Er raised his neck calmly, and when I saw the access control card on his collar, I suddenly realized where these cats came in.

I prepared the access control card for you to facilitate your meals, not for you to bring your friends home to play!

It’s not the first time that the white cat and the Siamese cat who invaded my house were lying on the table and the blanket, and they didn’t have much reaction when they saw me open the door, as if they were my cats.

Only the Russian blue cat I saw for the first time blinked its emerald green eyes and came towards me, walked around my feet and gently rubbed my calf to express its friendliness, which made me confirm I have one cat, not four.

"You don't recognize life at all, didn't you have a fierce fight with Shier before?"

I bent down and picked up the Russian blue cat. She didn't resist, and let me hug me obediently with her tail wrapped around my arm.

I thought they got back together so they could live under the same roof, but when I saw the scratched carpet and the sofa cover with several holes that were only blocked by Shir, I was speechless. The white cat Siam looked at Shi Er again, and asked, "Is your relationship good?"

Shi Er grunted and turned his head away, got up from the sofa and walked straight into the bedroom. His attitude didn't seem to want to answer my question, but after he left, the Siamese cat came to rub me and chatted with me. Greeting, stood up snorting again and arched my palm with his head.

I suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing to have a kitten come to play.

"Why do you run around every day?" I stroked the Siamese cat's head and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Then I saw that the lunch box, which had obviously experienced an extremely brutal fight, had been ripped apart. The bowl was clean and reflective, and there was no food residue on the outside, but the plastic bags and the broken corpses of the lunch box were obviously talking about them silently. What kind of battle has been experienced.

I couldn't help being silent for a moment, and looked at the obedient Siamese cat looking at me with complicated emotions and said, "It seems that I have eaten it."

Probably took advantage of it, otherwise Shi Er wouldn't have turned around and ran into the bedroom.

I think……