[Comprehensive] Notes on Cat Raising by Benmaru

I am Chihiro Sifuin, a top student at Shino Academy of Spiritual Arts, the most noble, beautiful, and lovely white cat in the world, the god-judgment of this Honmaru, the master of Token Fusangshin.

But now I am standing at the door of my room, watching a tiger occupy my bed. The most annoying thing is that the tiger not only has no intention of leaving, but also looks innocent. Look at me, invite me - sleep on the floor next to me?

Chihiro sharpened her claws silently.

The tiger seemed to be puzzled by Chihiro's delay in coming. It flicked its tail and looked at her with wide eyes.Then he was attacked by the familiar cat punch.

"Aww?" A paw was patted on his forehead, he straightened up and took a step back, as if he didn't understand why the cat in front of him was angry, he tilted his head, and his eyes were full of grievances.

Are you still wronged?Obviously you stole my bed!

Chihiro, who was very angry in her heart, was licked in the next second. She stroked her wet hair indifferently, and then swung a cat punch again when the other party was about to lick again.

"Ow?"

Chihiro calmly walked to the side, then buried her face in the tiger's fluffy fur, and wiped all the saliva from her face on the tiger's fur.

The tiger, which was very happy because Qianxun took the initiative to get close, immediately forgot that it was beaten twice today, and happily circled Qianxun twice.

Chihiro silently covered her face with her paws.

Forget it, anyway, I probably won't sleep in the cat nest where the tiger has slept.

The cat's nose is so sharp, she can imagine that the cat's litter is full of tiger smells now!

She turned her head to the side and looked at the tiger that was lying back to the cat's nest again, looking at her expectantly. Without hesitation, she put her paws on its head, and then forced its head to the ground.

After doing all this, she quickly ran out of the room and closed the door.

Well, there is no way out now!It seems that I have to go to another room to sleep.

She made a somewhat frustrated expression on her face, but her steps were very brisk.Apparently she prefers to fight for a bed with others than to sleep alone with a cat in an overly spacious room.

She stopped at the door of a house at random, and pushed the door tentatively.Unexpectedly, the door was pushed open a small gap by her.

Huh?This door is not locked?

Chihiro squeezed in through the cracked open door, and walked lightly to the bed.

Fu Sangshen's sleepy face was too gentle, which was not at all the same as his energetic appearance during the day.However, Qian Xun was not confused by the peaceful and harmonious scene in front of her at all, she clicked her tongue softly in her heart, turned around and left without hesitation.

He actually came to Tsurumaru Kuninaga's room!

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When she was about to reach the door, Chihiro stopped in her footsteps. She turned her head and stared at the sleeping Fu Sangshen again: Isn't now the best chance for revenge? !

She looked around, relying on the cat's excellent night vision ability, and quickly found the brush and ink on the table.Chihiro blinked, jumped onto the table nimbly, then picked up the brush with her mouth, dipped it in the ink, and walked to Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

She tilted her head and looked at Tsurumaru for a while, and when she was sure that the other party showed no signs of waking up, she leaned over cautiously, tapped Tsurumaru's face with a brush, but the other party did not move at all.

Chihiro carefully drew a few vertical lines on his face.Tsurumaru moved, but still didn't wake up.

Chihiro finally let go of her heart now, she sneered in her heart, and then painted Tsurumaru Kuninaga's face into a big messy face.

Chihiro took a few steps back and admired her masterpiece.

Finally feeling better, the cat put the brush back and planned to go out and continue looking for another room.The moment she stepped out the door, she suddenly thought, if Tsurumaru Kuninaga washed off the ink after getting up tomorrow, wouldn't she be unable to see the other party when he found himself with a painted face?

She lowered her head and thought for a while, then closed the door of the room, and climbed onto Tsurumaru's bed instead.

Just sleep here for the night, so that you can see his surprised expression tomorrow.She stepped on the bed and felt that it was not as comfortable as the bed in Xiaohumaru's house. After turning around a few times, she simply jumped on Tsurumaru Kuninaga and lay down directly near his neck.

Fu Sangshen's body temperature was unexpectedly high, Qianxun couldn't help but yawned, rubbed subconsciously, and then closed his eyes.

She thought she would have to struggle for a while before falling asleep, but she soon fell into a dream.

The deep night sky stretches out in the dreamland, and the twinkling stars seem to be able to pick one off as long as you raise your hand high.

The little girl sitting on the roof has a pair of blue eyes that are more beautiful than the starry sky. Her pale, somewhat round wrists protrude from the kimono, her hands rest on the roof, her feet are suspended in the air, not too tight Shaking slowly.

The cat, which was as dark as the night, passed over the roof, and when it got close to the little girl, it didn't dodge at all, and jumped over her lap.

The little girl's eyes followed the black cat closely, watching it disappear into a house, and then reluctantly looked away.

"The cat is so nice." She sighed and said, her voice was too immature, but she wanted to speak in a very mature tone.

The man sitting beside her smiled and shook the fan folded in his hand, and echoed in a calm tone, "Yes, it's really good."

The little girl tilted her head and glanced at him. Her pale face looked a little round, with a hint of pink on her cheeks.The loosely tied hair seemed to be unraveling in a second, but she didn't have the slightest intention to pull the rope that bound the hair closer.

She curled her lips, turned her head again, and looked at the gorgeous street scene of Kyoto in the distance.

"Chihiro." The man called out to her, "Why do you want to become a cat?"

"Why?" The child version of Chihiro looked a little dazed, "Well... because my sister can become a cat, so I want to become a cat too!"

She smiled with crooked eyebrows, and a starlight seemed to sink in the depths of her eyes, "At that time, I can go out with my sister and play with my sister. Ah, you can also see the small volcano next door and see my change. Chengmao looks surprised, that's great..."

"But it's a pity that I can't become a cat." She tilted her head, looking a little distressed. "Although I have asked others to find a way, no matter how many times I try, I can't succeed."

"Chihiro." The man sighed, he raised his hand, straightened the wide sleeves of his hunting clothes slightly, and the corners of his lips like cherry blossoms were slightly raised, "You don't want to be a cat, but you just want to have a cat." It's just in the form of a cat."

"Huh?" The young girl couldn't understand for a while, she blinked, and asked inexplicably, "Is there any difference?"

However, before the other party could speak, she stretched out her hand in a panic, "Wait, you better stop talking, no matter what you say, it will definitely become incomprehensible."

The man was not angry because of Chihiro's unreasonableness, but became happier. "The so-called becoming a cat is not just putting on a shell, but understanding what the cat sees from the heart, and trying to be a cat. Things to do."

"So, didn't I tell you to stop talking?" Chihiro supported her head with her hands, and sighed heavily.

He tilted his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled slyly like a fox at the end of his eyes, "Yes, you said it. But I didn't agree."

Chihiro puffed up her cheeks and looked angry.

The man stretched out his hand and rubbed Chihiro's hair, but he didn't mean to apologize at all. Instead, he said in a seductive voice, "What does the world look like after becoming a cat, Chihiro, you don't want to know ?"

"Of course I want to know!" Chihiro muttered in a low voice.

"Then, you have to look at it from a cat's point of view, not human reason."

"But I'm not human!"

Chihiro's sudden answer seemed to make the man stunned for a moment, but soon, he nodded and said with a smile, "That's right."

He tapped the palm of his hand lightly with the fan, and then nodded, "Well, it might be too early for you. However, if you experience it yourself, you will probably understand."

He unfolded the bat fan in his hand, covering the corners of his lips, "I came up with a good idea."

His gaze fell on Chihiro's body calmly, and his voice was soft, "I can turn you into a cat, but..."

Through the thin bat fan, he smiled softly.

Qian Xun woke up suddenly, not because she was awakened from a dream, but because she was picked up by Fu Sangshen and held above her sight.

"It's Xiaoqian." Tsurumaru Kuninaga sighed, "Suddenly I couldn't breathe, and when I opened my eyes, I found a white lump on my face...Huh?"

A little doubt flashed in his golden eyes, then he withdrew his arms and brought his face closer to Chihiro.

A magnified face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, Chihiro quickly stretched out her front paws, and pressed it on the other's face.But soon, she was attracted by Tsurumaru's slender white eyelashes.

She cautiously released one of her paws, wanting to touch the eyelashes that fluttered like a white butterfly spreading its wings, but was suddenly pulled away by Fu Sangshen.

"Well, sure enough. Xiaoqian, you have ink on your body."

Eh?Chihiro opened her eyes wide in shock, watching Tsurumaru turn on the light, and carried her in front of the mirror.

The hair on the side of the body, which was originally white as snow, is now stained with light ink marks, extending all the way to the back, even on the ears.

Could it be - I fell asleep on Tsurumaru's face before the ink was dry?

I clearly remember that I slept very well!

And Tsurumaru, who was holding her, saw her appearance, and burst out laughing suddenly, "So that's how it was, it really scared me. But Xiaoqian, after drawing my face, you can't just sleep on it ah."

He tightened his arms, hugged Qianxun into his arms, and rubbed her head very gently, "Now that the ink has dried, it seems that I can only give you a bath."