[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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I saw a cat.

Black fur, glossy, and kite-colored vertical pupils, it stood by the river, as if it had been lying there for a while, and then slowly stood up.

I just finished the annoying physical examination. I was obviously not sick, but my father insisted that I do it. Every time I had to draw blood and inject something into my body. I was surrounded by many people and measured my data. It was very difficult. Painful and a waste of time.

At the beginning, I cried and complained to my father, but then I was scolded several times. He said that the inspection was for my own good, it was costly, and wasted resources. Then run away from that place.

Because of this, my father also praised me several times, saying that I have his demeanor, and the uncles and aunts who inspected me also praised me as worthy of being the son of Captain Boye.

However, didn't my father tell me with actions that crying is useless?It won't get a response anyway.

Although being scolded is also a way to get my father's attention, I really don't like the disappointment in his eyes every time he preaches.

It seems that the resources and money I wasted during the physical examination are unforgivable.

My lord is really strange, it is obviously not my wish to do the inspection, why should I bear their disappointment.

What the hell are they trying to get out of me?

These have nothing to do with me. The only thing I can feel happy is that after each inspection, I will get a white candy. I don’t know what it tastes like, but it is very sweet.

He is different from other candies, the special thing is that only the outside is sweet, and it will be very bitter when it melts in the mouth for a while.

So my father would urge me to swallow it quickly.

I know that adults like sensible children, but they are reluctant to part with that layer of sugar coating. Every time they drink water, they secretly hide it under the tongue and wait until it is bitter before swallowing it.

Because my mother doesn't allow me to eat candy, she is very strict, and I am the first child, so I can rest assured that the food I eat has to be made by her.

I don't understand what's going on with her desire to control, but I know that if I obey, she will be happy. Anyway, it's just something to eat, as long as I don't starve to death.

Long story short, let’s talk about this cat first.

I like cats very much, but the cats don’t like me very much. My sister who fed the cats before had a good time with the cats. As soon as I passed by, they would run away.

I guess they hate the smell of medicine on me.

I also hate it.

See, cats are the same thing I hate, cats are angels.

Even though I know it, I still feel sad. I don't like being hated, but I really don't have any human friends.

My father didn't allow it, probably because I was once kidnapped by a friend who pretended to be an assassin.

Cats hate me, so I don't take the initiative to come up to people to be annoying, but I will secretly watch them in private.

I wanted to look at it from a distance as usual, but to my surprise, this cat came to me on its own initiative.

I was so scared that I didn't dare to move, I just bent down slightly, until it rubbed against my leg, I didn't realize that it didn't hate me.

It was a miracle, the only one that would come close to me.

I actually saw love in a cat's eyes.

I tilted my head, my eyes sparkling: "Are you going home with me?"

If it didn't come home with me, I probably wouldn't bother, but, if it did, I've always loved it.

I didn't realize how strange I was asking the cat's behavior, but it didn't matter, adults would think it was a child's play when they saw it.

The cat nodded.

I laughed, who would have thought that cats could really talk to me.

I took it home and my dad found it but since I was so obedient and almost wanting nothing, it was the first time I showed a desire for something and they didn't stop me from keeping it .

It's useless to stop it, I've already thought about it, if I stop it, I will be forced to die, this thought surprised me, how could I be so rebellious?

Fortunately everything went well.

I had a pretty good time with my cat.

If someone asks about my childhood in the future, I can proudly say the story of me and my cat, but I can't tell anything.

I still accept the physical examination obediently, the only difference is that I have a way to vent, my cat will lie there obediently, listen to me,

Even though it is obedient, it doesn't seem to match well with this cat. How should I put it, it means that this cat is definitely not obedient.

Because this cat has a hobby of jumping into rivers, buildings, and even into boiling water pots.

Although it jumped out of the boiling water nimbly, it overturned the pot and sprinkled the water all over the floor.

The cat is fine.

I don't know why cats love water so much, or rather, adventure, but I respect my cat's hobby.

Children's time always flies by, because they are bored and have nothing to do, they think I don't know anything, and I am happy to pretend that, because I seem to be smarter than others?

The few people of the same age I have met are all stupid.

My cat is sick.

It lies there, listless, no matter what I say, it ignores me.

My father said that because the cat is old, he said that the cat will die. My father has always been very straightforward, saying what he has to say.

He will not lie.

But I didn't believe what he said. I, who never disobeyed adults, rejected the physical examination, went on a hunger strike, and wanted to stay with my cat.

I said I don't want other cats, just my cat, my cat is just tired, he is not dying.

I heard my father's friends and my father say that it will be fine when the cat is dead, children, forgetful.

I pretended I didn't hear anything, and I stayed with my cat stubbornly.

The cat woke up, he slept for three whole days, I thought he was hungry, so I ran to the kitchen and opened a can of crab meat.

I heard my mother laughing and saying to my father that he was finally hungry and refused to give in. He sneaked over to get food. He really has the same stubborn character as you.

His father said that it was rare for him to be so emotionally violent, and it turned out that he was not a little robot.

I ignored their discussion and hurried to find the cat.

He likes to eat crab meat and will be happy to see canned crab meat.

The cat didn't eat the canned food. It stood up and asked me to follow it. I understood what cats meant, so I followed.

It took me to a cemetery.

I climbed over the railing and stood on a high place, only to find that a large cloud had accumulated in the sky, covering the entire sky.

Is it going to rain?The black clouds are quite scary.

I glanced blankly at the sky, then jumped off the railing and continued chasing the cat.

The cat took me for a few laps around the cemetery.

I feel a little familiar?Is it because the cat took me around several times?

but not quite like...

The clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower. When I turned around by chance, I found that the clouds had actually pressed down on the top of the house next to the cemetery.

Cloud, can it be this low?

I realized something was wrong, stretched out my hand, looked at my immature palm, and hesitated to look around at the white tombstones around.

Is this... lucid dreaming?

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The author has something to say:

The thousand miles that matter to us, almost two hundred chapters, have finally passed!

The reason why he was able to be transformed with the help of the Supernatural Secret Service Division was because he had kept physical data when he was a child, and he took medicine, so his physical fitness was biased towards the experimental body.

They are indifferent and easygoing because they are smart and transparent. They understand everything at a young age and know that it is useless to resist adults. Adults only care about what they want. They hate ignorant children and like children who have lost their innocence. They are as indifferent as adults child.

Her mother's desire to control food caused Qianli to particularly prefer foods that are heavy in sour, sweet, and spicy, as well as foods like oden and convenience store rice balls.

Low desire, will not take the initiative to fight for things you like, except for things you like very much, such as kittens or Zaimou.

Like kittens?There is no reason to like kittens!

Well, it's because of the high expectations of the adults, the uncomfortable inspection, no one to play, and the despair of being isolated.

That is, after the age of six, the father realized his mistake, resigned and left the military and police, and saved his child, and his personality was finalized.

Chief Cat: What kind of bad thoughts can kittens have? It’s just that they like water.

He ran to the cemetery because he was the leader of the book, Zai. He knew Qianli. Before he died, he wanted to use the disqualification in the world to seal the supernatural power that brought disaster to Qianli, so that he could spend his childhood in peace. Until he met his Dazai Osamu.

Killing [Qiansi Xi] of [Disqualification in the World] will lose the ability.