[Comprehensive] Cute Pet Diary

[Mania and unhappiness. 】

【Owner: Maureen Nightingale (amateur boxer)】

As Rosalia knew, it was a strange phenomenon that Little Nightingale adopted a cat for half a month without helping it find a new owner.

After all, as a late-stage cat slave cancer patient who sees dirty and dubious wild cats on the road, "Little Nightingale" Maureen has no more than half a cat. months of habit.

She strictly abides by this habit.

Although the owner of the pet store she worked in recently failed to sell many pet cats in the past three months due to poor management...

But it wasn't her cat after all.

Because most of the cats raised by Little Nightingale are stray cats picked up on the side of the road, everyone thought at first that she was anxious to find a home for the cats she adopted in order to free up enough time, space, energy and money for the future. Be ready and ready to adopt the next stray cat.

But only she knew that was not the case.

Since the day Maureen accidentally discovered that she had the potential to become a cat slave when she was young, being able to raise a house full of cats has been her biggest dream, and it is also something she believes she will strive for for the rest of her life.

But as she grew older, Maureen discovered a harsh truth.

Maureen Nightingale, Little Nightingale, this very gothic and cute little girl when she was still, was found to have hereditary irritability on the day she graduated from elementary school because she almost sent a boy to the hospital in a rage. Mania.

Her parents and sister are normal, so it must have been passed down to her from her grandparents.

Maureen still remembers the first thought that came to her mind when the doctor told her and her parents the news:

Damn, if I knew it earlier, I would just beat that bastard boy who abused the cat to death.

And her second thoughts were practical.

There is nothing terrible about having this disease, anyway, it is not terminally ill and cannot die.

But after her third cat saw her manic attack and bowed and screamed when she saw her, Maureen gradually realized that perhaps, her fate with cats ended here.

This is simply more terrifying than having a terminal illness!

For cat slaves, the tragedy of life is nothing more than this!

——Until she picked up the three-legged cat on a snowy night and traveled through it into a magic mirror.

In order to treat mania, or to suppress the onset of mania, Maureen developed the habit of boxing since childhood.

Once she feels upset, she will hit a sandbag.

She would keep beating, keep beating, keep beating until she felt exhausted physically and mentally, and she had no strength to go crazy anymore, then she would stop.

This is a good method. Not only has Maureen not been sick for a long time, but she has gradually learned to suppress unreasonable anger in recent years, and her behavior is no different from ordinary people.

At least in front of people, she won't have any more attacks.

Otherwise, based on the moth that Little Nightingale's pet shop manager made when she was bathing her golden retriever, Little Nightingale couldn't have popped a bottle of pet shampoo so easily.

[Strike out] What if the store manager Xiao Bailing is crushed by her? [Strike out]

But Maureen, who has lived in peace for so many years, is still broken.

On that snowy night, when she came back from punching a sandbag, she saw a comatose Dongmeow on the side of the road who only had three legs and was in a bit of a mess.Her brain couldn't help thinking of bad things, for example, the most unforgivable cat abuse for cat slaves.

Maureen remembers suppressing her anger and taking the three-legged cat back to the apartment.

When she came to her senses, she had swung a chair and smashed the only floor-to-ceiling mirror in her apartment to pieces.

After being stunned for three seconds, Maureen put down the chair that was about to fall apart, and sat on the chair covering her face. For a moment, she felt as if she had returned to the day she graduated from elementary school.

Impulsive, blind, mindless.

Twenty-year-old Maureen is no different from her 11-year-old self.

After the sadness, there is even greater sadness.

Her crazy behavior just now must have been seen by the cat she just adopted.

It was less than a day, not even a night.

Maureen wanted to mourn her own stupidity.

But Maureen turned her head cautiously, and what she saw was not fear, nor the cat's bowed body.She didn't even hear the cat meow.

Maureen could only read the words "stupid" in capitals, bold, italic, underlined and circled in red from the gaze of the three-legged puppet cat.

After the mania, the little Nightingale was stunned.

As the ultimate cat slave, he was despised by Mr. Meow.

Is this joy... or sorrow?

The Winter Soldier doesn't care about whether Little Nightingale is struggling with joy or sorrow.

The Winter Soldier, who found himself transformed into a cat, was unusually calm.

The Winter Soldier remembers what happened the day he became a cat.

He was ridiculed by Black Widow Hawkeye and Falcon and others for his style of being as old-fashioned as the captain, and he was about to go for a walk on the street after getting angry.

Before leaving, he said a few words to the captain who was dressed like a blind date.

The bustling commercial streets of Manhattan are not very attractive to the Winter Soldier. He prefers the environment of Hell's Kitchen, which is a villain's paradise in the West Side.

So he went all the way to the west, and after hearing a lot about the legendary deeds of Hell's Kitchen Vigilante and the amazing Daredevil, he happened to hear the news about a new underground boxing competition on a street corner.

The underground black market boxing in the United States always has the nature of gambling, and the punches are very touching, not to mention what kind of black market boxing in Hell's Kitchen will be played.

The Winter Soldier was very interested in this, so he wanted to take a look.

But the Winter Soldier didn't see it as a match, because as soon as it got dark, he was attacked by unknown people as he turned a dark street corner.

What happened suddenly, let alone counterattack, the Winter Soldier didn't even have time to see who was coming, he only felt the familiar light of his left arm, and when he lowered his head, his left arm disappeared.In a trance again, I vaguely saw a green light, and then lost the impression.

When I woke up again, all the painting styles in front of me were wrong.

But the Winter Soldier's psychological endurance is really not ordinary.

This may be inseparable from his own experience of many disasters, but it may also be because the captain's experience of running naked for a month recently gave him comfort.

There are two reasons, but he cannot make an accurate judgment.

However, if the captain knew what the Winter Soldier was thinking, he would probably be injured enough to spit out a mouthful of blood, regardless of the above two reasons.

At first, the Winter Soldier woke up on a soft cushion in a warm room. Before he had time to accept the reality of becoming a cat, he was taken aback by what was happening in front of him.

A girl with black hair and blue eyes grabbed a chair with both hands, went crazy, and threw it on the mirror frantically.

"Bang~wow~"

"Kuu~wow~"

"Kuu~wow~"

The mirror was shattered.

The white woven lamp on the ceiling shone on the broken mirror, and the reflected light spread out, illuminating the already bright room even brighter.

Calm brunette slowly covers her face and sits on the smashed rickety chair.

The debris on the ground is full of her figure covering her face.

The Winter Soldier watched her, and couldn't help but feel as if she, too, was falling apart with the shattering of the mirror.

Even though he knew that it was not suitable to use such eyes on a girl, the Winter Soldier couldn't help but look at the girl who looked very pitiful after calming down with crazy eyes.

And when she looked back at him, she suddenly remembered that he had met her before.

The Winter Soldier isn't showing off his memory.

Anyway, this aspect has always been his weakness.

But if one day you rescued a girl in the hail of bullets on the street, and that girl was very grateful to you, in addition to giving you a big hug and a sweet kiss, she also stuffed a so-called "British Dark Cuisine" "World Representative" fish and chips for you, you will probably have a hard time forgetting her.

The Winter Soldier glanced at Little Nightingale's hair.

She's still a little different from that time, her hair color has changed.

It was brown at the beginning, and when the sun shines, it looks young and beautiful.Now it's all black, against her white skin, big eyes, and light dark circles, there is an inexplicable gothic style.

After a series of messy associations about what he had seen and heard in his head, the Winter Soldier finally remembered, and focused his gaze on his fluffy body and missing left arm.

Ah, the metal left arm is gone, but I didn't feel it when it fell off, and there was no pain. Restaurant Little Boss [Rebirth].

Ah, the whole body is fluffy, with a tail, a beard, and paws with pads.

Ah, turned into a cat...and he's naked now.

The Winter Soldier is calm and reserved about it.

After all, Dun Wang, who has been naked for a month, can transform back unscathed, so why is he in a hurry.

……and many more.

Is this girl going crazy?

If she went crazy, like she did just now, she would hit and tear whatever she touched... wouldn't he be very dangerous now?

What if she tore his hand off?

With the strength of her hands smashing the mirror, the current self is not enough for her to tear it apart!

Personal, uh no, the Winter Soldier, whose personal safety was threatened, was depressed for a moment.

It's better to find an organization as early as possible.

The determined Winter Soldier nodded secretly.

Because he had just become a cat, he was not used to the cat's sitting posture, and he felt that his hind legs were a little numb from the pressure.

So he propped himself up on his only foreleg and tried to stretch.

As a result, as soon as the right paw was exerted, Dongmiao suddenly felt pain in a part that he had never felt before, and his body immediately became crooked.

Just like humans who stand on only one foot can easily lose their balance, Dongmiao, which has only one front paw on the front half of its body, also spins dizzily.

Fuck!Stepped on the tail!

unlucky!

Dongmiao really wanted to yell.

Maureen placed the mat on which Dongmiao nestled on the coffee table.

When she was in a manic episode, she still remembered that she should check the body of the three-legged cat, but she hadn't had time to do it because of the onset of the disease.

The cushion was leaning against the edge of the coffee table, and Dongmiao twisted her body and fell off the cushion with her head down.

The Winter Soldier remembers that the ground was littered with shards of mirrors.

unlucky.

He cursed again.

But the expected pain didn't come.

Maureen saw the unhappy face of the three-legged uncle who woke up, anxiously waiting for him to give her madness a trial.

In the end, he saw that Uncle Meow was fine, his eyes rolled, and he wanted to stand up and stretch.

Maureen, who has read countless cats, is the first time she has seen a puppet cat with such a strong figure and such a cool expression.

——Where is the promised little puppet prince?

But strong and cool can't be used as a cushion for Mr. Meow to rest on the ground.

Maureen rushed over reflexively when Uncle Meow stepped on her own tail magically and fell down.Fortunately, they were not far away. Before Uncle Meow touched the ground, Maureen caught him steadily.

Dong Miao felt the rough palm of the black-haired girl, and when he heard the girl's first breath of relief and then gasp, he couldn't help but want to say again:

Meow, bad luck...