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I: The Flowers Are Not Sleeping
Chapter 34: I Have a Cat
Bathing is really horrible.

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Satoru discovered that the little redhead liked furry creatures.

For example, cats and dogs have soft fur and soft flesh pads. It's best to have a good temper. Of course, it didn't matter if the furry one had a bad temper. The little redhead could just like it.

Before the Kawabata family moved in, Satoru would see wild cats coming to Yayoi's house from time to time, climbing over the wall of Yayoi's house, entering the courtyard, and meowing all the way to the veranda for food.

Yayoi's house had always been a place that wild cats like to visit, for no other reason than that Yayoi and her mother would not resist wild cats and stray cats, and would also provide special cat food to the cats who take care of the family.

It may be a wild cat, or it may be an abandoned stray cat. Yayoi never disliked dirty cats, and she would secretly touch the cat's flesh pads and soft cat fur while feeding.

After the big orange cat moved into the Kawabata house, there were fewer wild cats.

As for the reason, this fat Tangerine had an unexpectedly strong sense of territoriality. This was because Satoru once followed Suguru in from the main entrance of Kawabata's house. When he entered the courtyard, he saw the little redhead lying behind the bushes in the courtyard.

With just one glance, Satoru saw Yayoi, whom he thought was well hidden.

In early autumn, all the plants in the courtyard had not withered yet, the red hair hidden among the yellowing branches and leaves was still so eye-catching, and the orange sunlight leaked from the tops of the trees.

The red color was so bright and intense that it formed a sharp contrast among the withered yellow eyes.

Yayoi, who noticed him entering the courtyard, waved to Satoru under the eaves, motioning for him to come over.

Satoru touched the bush where Yayoi was hiding. He looked up and saw a group of wild cats and a fat orange cat that was particularly conspicuous among the thin wild cats. The two sides were confronting each other, and they were at war with each other, even if the next second... Satoru was not surprised at all when it came to the fight.

Satoru glanced at Yayoi, who was hanging among the branches with dead leaves. Yayoi actually held her breath and stared straight at the two groups of cats facing each other on the wall with her amber eyes.

Yayoi liked cats.

Satoru knew it.

She looked like a cat herself—a little red kitten.

Satoru thought again.

Judging from the numbers, the stray cats were dominant. There were four or five stray cats and only one big orange cat.

Although the fat on the big orange cat's body could support three of them.

The leading black stray cat arched its back, the soft cat hair on its back stood up, and made a suppressed 'meow' sound in its throat, and the tail behind it exploded.

The big orange cat also showed no sign of weakness and used its fleshy legs to prop up its fat body, showing its white fangs, and responded with the same low growl as the stray cat boss.

"Meow-!"

The black stray cat attacks the big orange cat.

"Meow meow meow meow-"

The courtyard was full of meowing cats, cat hair was flying all over the sky, orange cats and stray cats were fighting together, the meows were mixed together, dust was flying on the wall, black cats, black and white cats were rolling on the ground. Together, you hit me and I hit you.

Finally, the one who rolled with the big orange cat was the black cat boss. The fat orange cat and the boss cat rolled from the top of the wall to the end of the wall. The fat orange cat's huge body was surprisingly flexible, and its drooping tail kept swaying. The shrill and sharp meowing never stopped.

It was scratched and bitten, and the cat's hair flew all over the sky, falling from the wall with a rustling sound.

In the end, Tangerine relied on its weight advantage to pin down the stray cat boss. The boss cat suppressed its voice and let out a reluctant meow. The old god Tangerine, who took the head of a general among a million soldiers was here.

The boss cat was pitifully thin compared to Tangerine's body, which was weighed down by more than ten kilograms of fat and could only meow.

"Tangerine won."

Satoru saw Yayoi blinked her eyes, and a thin blush appeared on her fair cheeks.

Then there was an even more shrill meow, and Tangerine, who was still on top of the boss cat, suddenly rushed towards Satoru. If such a fat orange cat fell from the sky and hit a person, it would most likely send the person to the hospital.

Satoru reached out and grabbed the neck's scruff of the fat orange cat. Tangerine, who hated Satoru kept flapping in Satoru's hands, waving its claws and trying to scratch Satoru's face. However, this human had long hands and long legs, and Tangerine had a fat body, but... short legs.

"Meow meow meow meow—" The big orange cat was super fierce.

Yayoi stretched out her hand and took Tangerine out of Satoru's hands. The orange cat in the owner's arms calmed down a little, but the green eyes looking at Satoru were still fierce.

In the end, for some reason, it evolved into three people feeding the cats together. The stray cat that fought with the big orange cat was left to eat. Yayoi distributed the cat food to the stray cats in the courtyard. The well-fed and drunk stray cats were nourished in the courtyard. Their bellies were turned inside out, and a little red-haired girl touched and rubbed their bellies one by one. The whole courtyard was filled with comfortable meows.

Thinking back on it after many days, Yayoi really liked cats, and her skills at petting cats were also very good. He knew why all the cats in the courtyard came to her feet to be petted.

Gojo the Pussycat nestled in Yayoi's arms. It was very satisfying. The cat's fur was much softer. For such a big cat, it was spread out directly on the tatami into a cat cake.

"Purrrr..."

The white fur purred comfortably and turned over on the tatami.

Yayoi suddenly reached out and touched Satoru's sunglasses, blinking, "You really look like Gojo."

Satoru raised his eyelids.

Yayoi continued, "Gojo looks like a cat, a white cat."

Satoru twitched his mouth, saying in his heart, what the hell, I treat you like a redhead, but you treat me like a cat, and you still want to rub me.

Yayoi's hand suddenly stopped. Satoru raised his eyelids in confusion and turned around.

D*mn it, I'm not a real cat. Why do I feel so comfortable being petted?

Yayoi saw the big white cat on the tatami that was turning its belly comfortably towards her, suddenly sitting up and turning to look at herself. The blue eyes under the sunglasses gave Yayoi a fierce look.

It's all this redhead's fault!

I'm not a real cat!!!

Immediately afterward, Yayoi saw the cat running to the corner of the tatami, hugging his head in a very humane manner. The kitty felt lost in the corner, and the shiny cat fur all over his body had withered.

Yayoi: ...cute!!!

The dejected Satoru in the corner was picked up by someone, and the person who picked him up was the little red-haired girl.

Yayoi weighed the big white cat and touched the soft cat fur on his body. "You are really heavy. You have a lot of fur, and it's so soft."

"Mii-"

Satoru felt that he had been teased by the little redhead.

Yayoi hugged Satoru and walked to the bathroom. "Let's go take a bath."

Satoru: "..."

What are you talking about, redhead?

"Meow meow meow-"

The white cat suddenly began to struggle desperately, and the cat's hair all over his body exploded.

Except for her big orange, Yayoi had rarely seen cats that were not afraid of water. When Yayoi took Tangerine to the pet hospital for pet vaccination, the nurse in the pet hospital was giving the cat a bath. Many of the cats that the young lady caught to bathe were unwilling to touch the water. Some of them were holding on to the railings, unwilling to wash them in vain. Their shrill meows made it sound like someone was torturing the cats inside.

Yayoi's big orange cat had always been lazy. Apart from fighting with other cats and Satoru, nothing seemed to cheer it up.

It was too lazy to resist when Yayoi bathed Tangerine. It lazily let Yayoi apply shampoo and shower gel to its body, and let Yayoi mess with it. After washing, Tangerine felt fragrant and clean. The big orange cat was very comfortable.

Over time, Tangerine became less resistant to bathing.

Gojo the Cat obviously said to the little redhead, let's go take a bath. He was scared half to death. He stretched his little paws on the pillars in the courtyard and refused to let go of his paws no matter how Yayoi coaxed him.

The sharp claws carved small ravines on the wooden pillars, and the big white cat meowed non-stop.

Gojo the Cat: "Meow meow—"

I don't want to take a bath with you!

"It's not scary to take a bath." Yayoi tried to reason with the big white cat, "It's very comfortable after taking a bath."

Gojo the Cat: "Meow meow meow—"

Of course, I know bathing was very comfortable!

"Water is not scary, you won't drown." Yayoi thought Gojo the Cat was afraid of water.

Gojo the Cat: "Meow meow meow meow—"

I know how to swim. I am not afraid of water or drowning!

Yayoi hugged the big white cat that was pulling on the veranda pillar, and gently pulled it, but unable to pull it.

Yayoi touched the cat's head and said, "Taking a bath is really not scary. I wash every day."

Gojo the Cat: "...meow meow meow meow-"

I also wash it every day!!!

If Satoru were a human instead of a cat now, his face would definitely be redder than the red hair of the little redhead.

Gojo the Cat pulled at the veranda pillar, his little heart was beating loudly, and the whole cat's body was extremely frightened. He said in his heart that you were a shameless red-haired girl, and you asked me to take a bath with you casually.

Suguru, help me, I'm going to die!!!

The white cat screamed in his heart.

Suguru, who was out on a mission far away, sneezed hard.

Seeing that the well-behaved white furball was so resistant to taking a bath, Yayoi decided to find a way to make the furball accept that bathing was not scary, and water was not scary either.

"Okay, let me wash Tangerine first." Yayoi said.

Both cats need a bath anyway.

Gojo the Cat: "...Meow?"

Yayoi: "Tangerine has been bathed many times."

Gojo the Cat: "...Meow Meow?"

Yayoi: "Tangerine is not afraid of bathing."

"Meow meow meow meow meow-"

Gojo the Cat let go of the pillar, and a big lump of white pounced directly on Yayoi, making Yayoi stagger.

Satoru cat's claws pulled at the clothes on Yayoi's body, and he let out a series of angry meows, "Meow, meow, meow, meow-"

You philandering little redhead! You promised to wash with me, but you turned around and washed with other cats!!!

I don't allowed it!

Don't even think about thieving cats!!!

Tangerine eating dried fish next to him: Meow?

The white furball was no longer afraid of taking a bath and was still clamoring for a bath.

Yayoi felt happy and congratulated.

Water had been put in the bathtub. The water temperature was just right, not too hot or too cold, and the water level would not drown the cat.

Gojo the Cat tremblingly stepped his paws into the bathtub. After turning into a cat, he seemed to have a certain fear of water.

Yayoi took off the shower head hanging on the wall, adjusted the water temperature of the shower, turned on the shower head, and carefully filled Satoru's thick cat fur with water.

Gojo the Cat: Meow?

It turned out they were not meant to bath together.

Gojo the Cat suddenly felt a little lost.

Satoru was as quiet as a chicken, letting the little redhead mess with him. After all the cat's fur was soaked, Yayoi applied shampoo and shower gel to him, and used moderate force to bathe him, Gojo the Cat purred comfortably.

"Come on, turn your belly and wash it too." Yayoi shook the shower head.

Gojo the Cat was stunned for a moment and turned his belly stiffly.

Yayoi started washing his belly.

"Meow-!"

An ecstatic cat meow shot straight to the bathroom ceiling,

Don't... don't touch there!!!

Gojo the Cat screamed silently.

Yayoi thought he was hurt, so he relaxed his strength while saying sorry.

Gojo the Cat: "..."

"Meow-!"

I say don't touch there!

Yayoi saw the cat in the pool covering an indescribable part of himself in a super humane way, and the hand holding the showerhead stopped in mid-air.

Yayoi told Gojo the Cat seriously, "You need to wash it there too."

Gojo the Cat: "...Meow!"

I refuse, redhed, you were acting like a hooligan, did you know?

Yayoi tried to reason with Gojo the Cat in the bathtub, "If you don't wash it, there will be bacteria."

Gojo the Cat: "Meow meow meow meow-"

That's not OK!!!

Satoru saw Yayoi put down the showerhead in her hand.

Satoru thought that she had given up. He was just about to breathe a sigh of relief. Who knew the next moment, Yayoi rolled up her sleeves a little higher and grabbed him with one hand at lightning speed. The cat's two front paws pressed the cat against the wall of the bathtub.

Gojo the Cat: ...Meow?

On a certain month of a certain year, under the blue sky and white sun, bursts of soul-crushing meows came from the bathroom of Kawabata's house. The lingering sound lingered for three days. So that night, the surrounding wild cats frequently poked their heads in, trying to climb over the high wall and see. Look at which of our compatriots lived such a wild and unruly life, and ended up being beaten out by the big orange cat.

After taking a bath, Gojo the Cat felt hopeless. Even the shiny cat hair after taking a bath could not hide his gloomy mood. Countless 'I'm not clean' bullet screens flooded the cat's mind.

The desperate Satoru allowed Yayoi to dry his hair with a towel.

Yayoi picked up Gojo the Cat from the tatami, put him on her lap, and began to wipe the cat's body. After drying the cat, she took out a small hair dryer with a low volume and gently dried the cat's hair.

"Why are you unhappy?" Yayoi held up the hairdryer, the wind whistling in her hand.

Gojo the Cat raised his eyelids feebly, and his beautiful eyes lost their highlights.

I'm not clean anymore.

Meow-

"You smell so good." Yayoi's nose moved.

Gojo the Cat: "..."

Come here, the red-haired girl was acting like a hooligan!

Yayoi: "Look, you are a sweet-smelling cat."

Gojo the Cat: "..."

I always smell good.

Yayoi: "It smells fragrant after taking a bath. You see, taking a bath is really not scary."

Satoru Gojo: "..."

Taking a bath was really scary.

Yayoi picked up Gojo the Cat and put him on the tatami.

"Okay, I'm going to give Tangerine a bath." Yayoi stood up, "You have to be good."

Gojo the Cat, who was originally hopeless, immediately jumped up from the tatami, and grabbed the clothes on Yayoi's shoulders with his two little paws. Yayoi was caught off guard and staggered when he grabbed her shoulders. She subconsciously reached out to support Gojo the Cat.

"Meow meow meow meow meow meow-" Gojo the Cat began to meow angrily.

I don't allowed it! You restless redhead wanted to give another cat a bath! I don't allowed it!

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• Omake •

High school Satoru: I am not clean anymore.

28 y.o Satoru: Do you want to bath together? [blink blink eyes.jpg]

Megumin: The policemen can no longer subdue this man.


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