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I: The Flowers Are Not Sleeping
Chapter 36: Furball
Gojo the Cat: I have to be a good person.

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Gojo the Cat was a cat that didn't eat cat food.

Yayoi discovered that Gojo the Cat was not interested in high-end cat food at all, and he didn't like using cat-specific food bowls.

When she fed Gojo the Cat for the first time, the white furball didn't even look at the food bowl filled with water and cat food. He raised his furry tail and turned his head to the side.

'I don't want to eat this.'

The cat purred in disgust and moved a little further away from the food bowl filled with high-end cat food.

Yayoi knew, he didn't like to eat cat food.

'Then what do you like to eat?'

Yayoi asked.

'Meow.'

The white furball stared at the fat white daifuku on the table. He used his hind legs to jump onto the table easily.

Then Yayoi witnessed the cat eating daifuku, eating slowly and realized that Yayoi had been staring at him and blocking the whole plate of daifuku with his furry tail.

'Meow.'

Don't try to steal my daifuku.

The white cat used his tail to bring daifuku into his chassis. His pale blue eyes warned her multiple times. The cat hair on his two little paws was covered with daifuki's frosting.

Also protect food.

Yayoi blinked.

"Oh, it's a cat that likes to eat daifuku." Her mother smiled and curved her eyes when she saw the big cat sitting on the table and stuffing daifuku into his mouth.

Yayoi nodded.

Like Gojo, he was cat who liked to eat daifuku.

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Gojo the Cat who walked into the room, jumped directly on the table and took a cannele from the white porcelain plate on the table. He swallowed it in three mouthfuls. At the end, he stuck out his pink tongue and licked the corner of his mouth.

The cannele in the white porcelain plate was very good both in appearance and taste. The delicate baked surface had a dull luster. When you take the first bite, your mouth was filled with the taste of eggs and milk, and a light... aroma of rum.

The large and exquisite porcelain plate made the snacks inside even more exquisite and compact.

'Tasty.'

Gojo the Cat purred comfortably and took another one into his mouth.

Obviously, the beautiful cannele suited the taste of the white furball. After eating one cannele, the furball purred comfortably, licked his paws stained with food residue, and turned around to attack the next cannele.

Yayoi sat at the table and looked at the big cat sitting on the table. Inexplicably, she felt that the way he ate looked a bit like Satoru, with his slow eating style, keen taste for sweets, soft white hair, and the fact there were also little flowers that appeared when he eat something he like, just like Satoru.

Unlike dogs, cats didn't like others to touch them when eating.

So Yayoi stopped touching him and sat on the tatami, her eyes always looking at the cat eating cannele on the table. Maybe this cat was the only one in the world who liked to eat cannele.

The second hand of the clock on the table was ticking, and the warm orange sunlight fell on the tatami in the room and on her bright red hair.

Yayoi blinked. The cat's fur looked soft and fluffy. When eating, he didn't want to stand on all fours and put his head in the food bowl like other cats. Instead, he squatted on the ground with two furry cat paws holding the cannele, he put the cannele into his furry mouth, and from time to time stick out the pink tongue to lick the corners of the mouth.

The way he ate was very human-like, and his taste in food was also very human-like.

After finishing the last cannele, Satoru licked the residue at the corner of his mouth. He turned around and saw a Yayoi looking at him. She seemed to be stunned. The amber eyes were a little dull. When the orange golden light fell in, it looked like sparkling amber.

"...meow?" Gojo the Cat hesitantly let out a confused meow.

Yayoi came closer, stretched out her fingers, leaned forward, and her red hair fell from her shoulders with the movement. The bright hair color and the plain white skin formed a sharp contrast.

"So you are a cat who likes sweets." Yayoi's index finger gently touched the cat's small nose, and the temperature of her fingertips was frighteningly hot.

Satoru felt like his head was dizzy, and his mind seemed to be filled with a mess of tangled yarns. The lines were squeezed together and formed countless knots. He couldn't find the threads to sort out the lines.

The red hair fell from the shoulders, rubbed against the white collarbone and fell into the collar, gradually entering the shadow under the clothes. The smell of orange soda and a faint scent of wine filled the nose.

After being mixed together, the white cat gradually became confused.

*Purrr-*

Gojo the Cat tried to take a step forward, but his legs seemed to be out of control of the brain's nerve center, limp and unable to exert any strength.

Fuzzy fell under the table. Before he hit the ground, Yayoi quickly reached out and caught him.

*Purrr-*

Gojo the Cat tilted his head and rubbed against Yayoi's collarbone again and again. The soft cat hair brushed against the exposed skin. The cat's warm breath fell on her neck, causing goosebumps to appear inexplicably.

Yayoi looked at the purring Gojo the Cat, then looked at the empty porcelain plate, and was silent for a moment, inexplicably thinking of the drunken Satoru on the street.

"Are you drunk?" Yayoi gently touched Satoru cat's head. She had never seen a drunk cat and was not sure whether a cat would be drunk.

There seemed to be alcohol in the cannele.

"Meow~" Gojo the Cat continued to nuzzle as if he didn't hear it.

So Yayoi stretched out one hand to hold up the pussycat that was rubbing against her collarbone as if he was drunk. With the other hand, he picked up the cell phone and called Satoru.

Yayoi had not seen Satoru for a long time. The young sorcerer was very busy at work, and according to Suguru, Satoru was a person with a big family background. In addition to the mission, a sorcerer with a family background would naturally need take care of his family. This was true for her former clan.

That might be the case with Satoru. Suguru said that Satoru hadn't been in high school for many days. Maybe he was so busy that he didn't even have time to take care of the cat and couldn't go back to school.

But this was Satoru's cat, and something didn't look right. Yayoi thought it would be better to ask his real owner what to do.

The sound on the other end of the phone indicated that the call had been connected, but no one answered. It took a long time before Suguru's voice came from inside.

"Moshi moshi, Yayoi-chan?" There was a clanking sound coming from the phone, as well as the sound of bodies colliding, and a clear 'crack' came from the ground.

Yayoi was stunned for a moment, and she knew that it was the sound of cracking bones. When she beat someone, this sound would often come from the person being beaten.

"Geto, are your bones broken?" Yayoi asked carefully.

"No." Suguru's gentle voice came from the phone, "Someone else has a broken bone. I pushed it back."

The result was another 'crack', accompanied by a super loud wailing sound, like pebbles being thrown into the water, the sound spread outward like ripples, echoing one after another.

Yayoi: "..." O.O

"Is something wrong?" He seemed to be at ease and had time to speak with Yayoi.

"There's something wrong with the furball," Yayoi said honestly, "He keeps rubbing against me."

Gojo the Cat was obviously a shy cat who meowed for a long time even after taking a bath.

Suguru: "..."

What...?

You shameless cat, were you still a human being?

Suguru was stunned at the mission site. It took him a while to come to his senses, but the curse users' knife grazed his face.

Suguru clicked his tongue, released several curses spirits to go to fight, and the curse users was crying, and the whole floor echoed the other party's sorrow.

Suguru picked his ears and continued on the phone.

"He became like this after eating cannele." Yayoi hugged Gojo the Cat that suddenly became sticky.

Satoru pouted, obviously unhappy with Yayoi's multitasking attitude while talking on the phone and petting the cat.

"Mii-" Gojo the Cat stretched out his furry paws and tried to throw away the mobile phone in Yayoi's hand, but Yayoi raised her arm in time to avoid it.

"Meow-"

Gojo the Cat was unhappy, and the tail on his back swung in a much wider arc.

Suguru: "..."

Cannele...?

Wait, he remembered... the ingredient in that thing... contained alcohol!!!

Countless December drunken pussycat scenes flashed through his mind. Suguru stopped for a moment, then quickly said to Yayoi, "Yayoi-chan, stay away from him!"

Yayoi: "..."

Yayoi: ???

The cat was so cute, why should you stay away from him?

Suguru: "He is drunk..."

Yayoi blinked and said with emotion, "Oh, cats can get drunk too."

She saw a drunk cat for the first time.

It turned out that drunk cats were real.

Suguru: "..."

Get away from him quickly.

Recalling the countless beastly things Satoru did when he was drunk, Suguru now felt terrified. Even if the opponent turned into a cat, under the condition that the curse was available, the force value was directly proportional to the ability to cause trouble.

"Stop talking and stay away from him." Suguru's eyes twitched and he said tiredly, "This is Satoru's cat. It's the same virtue as him when he's drunk."

Stay away from him quickly, otherwise you would regret it for the rest of your life.

"But what should I do if he runs around?" The white furball rubbed against Yayoi's neck, and his warm breath fell on the sensitive skin, causing waves of warm itching, and something strange feeling that she couldn't describe.

Suguru: "..."

Suguru was stunned when he heard the bursts of sweet and panic-stricken meows coming from the phone, and his hand holding the phone became stiff.

"You throw him into the toilet." After reacting, Suguru did not hesitate at all, and finally added, "Remember to lock the door outside."

Just let him sober up inside.

Yayoi: "...Do you have any grudge against the furball?"

Look at this revenge, it's all undisguised.

Suguru smiled and told Yayoi without any guilt, "No."

This kid was talking nonsense.

That night, he should have thrown the d*mned cat into the bathtub and locked the door.

Suguru's smile remained unchanged and he thought quietly.

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"Make some honey water to wake him up."

After the call ended, Yayoi put the phone on the tatami. Satoru seemed to dislike the phone. As soon as the phone was taken off, the human-turned-cat slapped the phone aside.

"Meow meow." The kitty was aggrieved and blinked, his blue eyes gleaming with water.

Yayoi was stunned for a moment, then purred a handful of soft cat fur, "Then I won't touch my phone anymore."

"Meow meow~" The furball was satisfied and continued to nuzzled her.

There was a sudden pain at the collarbone, and something sharp pierced her skin.

Yayoi lowered her head and saw Gojo the Cat with his tail swung around like a cat, looking up at her, his blue eyes so innocent.

The drunk cat bit someone.

The little redhead was stunned for a moment.

Yayoi felt that it was not possible to stay drunk like this, as the furball might even bite her.

Yayoi got up and wanted to gave him a glass of honey water.

On the phone just now, Suguru told him that the cat's taste and gastrointestinal digestive function were similar to those of humans, and he could eat what humans could eat.

Since Yayoi didn't seem like someone who could decisively put Satoru who turned into a cat in the toilet and locked him, Suguru sighed and told Yayoi to make him a cup of honey water to sober him up.

Yayoi wanted to make a cup of honey water to sober up the drunk kitty, but he grabbed the clothes on her shoulders and hooked his little paws on the sweater, refusing to let her go away.

"Meow~ meow~" grievance. jpg

Yayoi: "..."

So, in the kitchen, there was an extra furball with the little redhead on her back making honey water.

"Meow~" The cat's pale blue eyes stared at the light orange liquid in the glass.

It looked sweet and I want to drink it.

Yayoi put the cup under the furball's mouth, the furball stretched out his tongue and licked it, curling his tongue, and the sweetness of honey bloomed from the tip of his tongue.

Emmmm...

Sweet and delicious.

Gojo the Cat directly held the cup with his little paws, lifts it up and drank the water inside.

Yayoi: "..."

This cat really did look like a human being.

"Purrr-" The honey water in the glass bottomed out, and Gojo the Cat purred with satisfaction.

Yayoi: "..."

Cute.

In a daze, someone told Satoru that it was time to sleep.

'Oh oh oh, it's time to go to bed.'

His eyes passed over the clock on the table. Today's clock was a little different. It actually had a double image.

Gojo the Cat purred twice, walked away with his little paws and walked upstairs.

'I want to sleep.'

In short, Gojo the Cat finally climbed into bed with the spirit of "I want to sleep". As for whose bed it is, Gojo the Cat said "I don't care" and "I like the bed."

So the cat nuzzled the pillow that smelled of orange soda and snored into sleep.

The snow-covered courtyard outside the house was silent, and the sky was a deep dark blue. As it got closer to the rising sun, the dark blue of the sky became lighter and lighter. The rising sun rose from the horizon, and the golden sunlight covered the snow on the street, the sky curtain turned into a beautiful pale blue.

When Satoru woke up purring, there was a sting in his vision, so he subconsciously raised his hand to block the sun that broke in through the gap in the curtains.

The five fingers were slender and white, with well-defined joints.

Satoru was stunned for a moment.

It's a hand, not a cat's paws!!!

I am the strong person again!

No longer did he had to be caught by the redhead to take a bath.

After being a cat for several days, Satoru had never felt that being a human was such a wonderful thing before.

He decided that from today onwards he would behave well and first go to Takeshita Street in Tokyo to eat as much crepes as he could.

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He just didn't know why, why was it so cold?

Satoru glanced at himself up and down.

'Oh, I have no clothes, that's why it's so cold?'

'It doesn't matter. The strongest me is also the most perfect in body. Don't panic, it's not a big problem.'

Satoru remembered that Yayoi had clothes that fit him at her home.

No problem, just wait until the redhead woke up and ask her to borrow it. There would be no problem with the skirt.

Yayoi slept soundly in the quilt, her red hair rubbed against her face, her hair was bright, her skin was pale, her breathing was even, and her breathing was shallow in the quiet space.

Satoru noticed that her eyelashes were long and slender, with a faint red tint, and there was still childlike baby fat on her soft face.

'Still young.'

Satoru muttered in his mind, feeling that something was wrong with this idea for some reason, and he couldn't figure out why.

Satoru sat on the edge of the bed and poked Yayoi's soft cheek with his finger.

'Soft.'

Satoru thought it felt good, and the redhead's face always felt good, so he couldn't help but poke it a few more times.

Yayoi frowned in her sleep. She buried her face under the quilt, and after a while she revealed her small face because she couldn't breathe under the quilt.

Satoru poked again.

Yayoi's eyelashes fluttered. She seemed to have had a dream, in which someone was poking her face, but she was so heavy with sleep that she couldn't open her eyes.

After finally opening her eyes, Yayoi spotted the white furry creature sitting by the window, with his furry paws still hanging in the air, very close to her face.

"Furry?" Yayoi half-opened her eyes, feeling sleepy.

"Meow?" The furball was also stunned for a moment, and Yayoi suddenly saw a confused expression on that face.

Gojo the Cat: I am a cat again.

Yayoi rubbed her eyes and took the furball, who was stunned by the window, into the bed. Her face was buried in the soft fur, and the sound she made was muffled.

"Don't play tricks, I'm still sleepy." Before the sleepiness dissipated, Yayoi planned to take a nap, and at the end she muttered that there was no class today.

Satoru felt so crappy, why was he a cat again? Why was he a cat again?

Could this day get any better?

Meow-

The cat was so angry that he struggled with his little paws a few times, but Yayoi hugged him so tightly that it had no effect. Instead, he noticed a soft touch.

Gojo the Cat: Nn?

The kitty stepped down with his paws, which were soft and fragrant. His eyes moved downward, and he noticed that his little paws were placed on the redhead's chest.

Gojo the Cat: "..."

It turned out that the little redhead was also a redhead with breasts.

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• Omake •

Brother Suguru: I wanted to beat up that shameless cat.

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Satoru Gojo: I have to be a good person.

#Laugh to death, it doesn't exist#


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