Chapter 61 I’m Rat (4) Special Operations!

Mimi Zhuxing discovered that her "master" was a little too energetic and too jumpy.

...Although this is not actually a new discovery, she seems to have always been like this, but after becoming a hamster, this symptom became particularly obvious.

Maybe because she no longer has to live as a human being, her nature has been completely liberated?

His cat claws fixed one end of the plastic wrap and stuck it to the edge of the can. The top of the can was actually already sealed. The rat pulled the roll of plastic wrap and turned it in circles with a grunting sound like pushing a millstone.

I don't know if it was because of the strange things she just said, but she seemed to suddenly develop an extraordinary interest in this business of "protecting the oil fields". She was so serious as if she was doing some confidentiality work. She kept muttering to the splashing oil droplets, saying things like "be vigilant against infiltration by foreign forces" and "don't let it seep out, you still need to wrap it in more layers."

Her seriousness was a little too comical, to the point where Moroboshi felt like quietly sneaking up behind her and whispering behind her half-round ear: "Wake up! Stop trying! The FBI is watching you."

But considering that revealing one's identity was a bit too stupid, he finally gave up his sense of humor and watched silently as Captain Rat wrapped the can tightly and sealed it in the national treasury.

Even after completing this "special operation," Captain Hamster's inspection wasn't over. She returned to the black cat's head, her cheeks full of cheese and peanuts. Only then did the black cat lower its paw from the refrigerator's second shelf and, at her command, switch from "landing mode" to "transport mode."

Mimi's boat cruised from the refrigerator throughout the kitchen, while Captain Mouse enthusiastically inspected his territory. As a human, she'd thought her apartment was a bit small, but as a hamster, it felt like it had expanded a hundredfold, a tiny kingdom. This new perspective intrigued her, like she'd just played a five-dollar game.

“Ohhhh——”

As they passed a row of potted plants filled with various crops, she suddenly let out a long cry. The big black cat stumbled, thinking she had suddenly fallen ill. Before he could think about asking her what new world she had discovered, he heard her continue singing: "Who lives in the big pineapple at the bottom of the sea!"

Mimi Moroboshi: “…………Meow meow meow.”

The jumbled DNA allowed him to connect smoothly, and as he spoke, he began to feel that the cat form had some advantages - at least it was not as embarrassing as the human form.

"Oh no, not from here." Although he was very flattering, Captain Mouse still adjusted it unsatisfactorily, "Are ya ready kids"

The black cat's tail slapped against the floor, wondering why it wasn't over yet. He tried to play dumb, but the hamster captain above him kept pulling his ears. "Mimi? Answer me."

“…Meow.”

“I can’t hear you——”

"Meow, ow, ow!"

"Good! Very spirited! Award!"

Captain Mouse was delighted and made him a small wreath of cilantro and put it on his forehead. Cats have a very sensitive sense of smell, and Mimi Moroboshi sneezed and almost fell off - or rather, Captain Mouse had already slipped halfway.

Weaving the wreath consumed her last bit of energy. The exhausted hamster ball slid off his head, and finally grabbed the broad back of the long-haired cat, buried herself in the fur, and began to snore peacefully.

...It's finally quiet.

Zhu Xingda sighed deeply.

Although his body was not particularly tired, his spirit was quite exhausted - no, his body was not much better, after all, it was almost five o'clock.

Fortunately, Gin had recently decided to personally take charge, so he hadn't assigned them too many tasks. Furthermore, most of his tasks were done at night, so he could at least get five or six hours of sleep before setting off again...

Anyway, he had to deal with his Captain Rat first.

As the tense body relaxed, the black cat's originally raised back quickly softened and he sat down on the ground. He felt the warm mouse ball on his back sliding down, and then he reacted. He used his tail to hook her up to prevent her from falling directly to the ground.

The little hamster, cushioned by its tail, was gently placed on the carpet, where it slept on its back like a hamster pancake. Mimi Zhuxing stared at the furry thing for a while and noticed that its cheeks were still very bulging. She didn't know how much stuffed inside, but she could actually sleep with it like that... Hamsters are really amazing creatures.

There was still a hint of tuna on Hamster Tuan's fur, but the complex smell had mostly cleared away, leaving her with the scent of nuts, tuna, and himself. The big black cat almost subconsciously bent its head and nudged her with its wet nose, sniffing her and finding her quite appetizing.

...No, this idea is obviously absolutely not acceptable.

The black cat shook his head to get rid of this dangerous idea, then carefully bit the back of her neck with his teeth and carried her into the bedroom - this posture was actually quite dangerous for him, as he always had the urge to completely take the hamster ball under his mouth into his mouth.

Fortunately, Dai Moroboshi is a rational man most of the time, and the same is true when he becomes a cat queen.

He safely transported the hamster Dumpling back to the soft pillow. When he turned over, the hamster hugged his tail, rubbed his cheek against the fluffy tail fur, and slept soundly.

After completing a series of transportation tasks, it was time for Moroboshi Dai to leave. However, the black cat's paw pads sank into the soft bedding, and the tip of its tail was hugged by the hamster. For a moment, he felt as if he had sunk into a soft swamp.

Whether it was due to the limitations of the "system" or his assimilation into Chaomu, he was always a little too relaxed around her. The FBI elite once conducted their own review: Perhaps during the highly tense undercover mission, the setting and atmosphere of becoming a cat, somewhere between a fairy tale and an adult game, incompatible with the dangerous reality, effectively relieved his stress, resulting in his subconscious not rejecting such interactions.

...We can't rule out the possibility of Stockholm syndrome either, although the concept is actually quite crude, and apart from the initial examples brought up by some unreliable colleagues trying to shirk responsibility and other scattered "individual cases", there is no large amount of clinical data to support it. He was not actually "abused", and Chaomu's "kidnapping" behavior was not typical... But in short, this symptom can be used as a reference for him for the time being, and his specific situation still needs to be analyzed by the FBI psychiatrist.

Being undercover is very stressful, and he can always add to the clinical data of psychiatrists... He might even make some contributions to the development of medicine - although he probably won't be able to share his experiences with his colleagues without reservation.

The black cat's pink paw pads stepped on the bedding, and he felt the sleepiness and soft touch slowly wrapping him up like a cage, thinking with a smile in the midst of suffering.

He did not step into the cage voluntarily, but for him now, this is indeed one of the safe habitats.

Anyway, let’s get some sleep first.

The dark, long-haired cat finally curled up into a ball, resting its head in front of the hamster. This insecure position was the last straw for his vigilance—even though it was essentially useless, as the little hamster had already spun around, purring, and hidden itself in front of his softest belly.

The night before dawn was deep and quiet. Mimi Zhuxing curled her tail around the sleeping hamster Tuanzi and closed her eyes. In the haze, he vaguely heard the sound of an achievement notification. Perhaps she had triggered another shared achievement, and the system had given him a small reward.

Given their current position, Zhu Xingdai didn't want to speculate on what she had accomplished. He calmly curled himself up and decided to go to bed early and leave before she woke up tomorrow.

When Chaomushu opened his eyes on the 300-square-meter bed the next day, he saw an empty room and two achievement prompts.

[Congratulations to the player for achieving the achievement: Cat and Mouse Sleeping Together Raccoon Coin +100]

[Achievement Description: A natural enemy is a natural enemy, and cannot become the mouth of your wife.]

[Congratulations to the player for achieving the achievement: Stolen Kiss Raccoon Coins +50]

[Achievement Description: You woke up, someone kissed you secretly and ran away.]

Hamster Ball rubbed his eyes: "......?"

Chaomu lay on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, scratching his belly and staring at the screen, falling into a brief trance for a while.

What happened last night while she was asleep? Did she miss some super ML plot?

She quickly looked through the records and had a general understanding of the development of the plot: Oh, it turned out that there was nothing shameful. It was just that after she fell asleep last night, Mimi carried her back to bed, and the two fur balls snuggled up and slept together. It was pure love. As for the stolen kiss, it was mainly because Mimi needed to turn back into a human in the morning, so he came over and rubbed her nose, and then left in a cool manner after turning back into a human.

That's it? What kind of ML is this? This crappy game is just a bunch of crap, right? Where are the romances? The achievements are even so ambiguous, it's just a scam.

The player closed the previous review with disgust and indifference, jumped up, and prepared to continue searching her trash can.

Since Chaomu had become a hamster, her housework for the next two days would obviously have to be put on hold. She struggled to enter the password to open her phone and requested three days of sick leave from Mrs. Kawasaki and several other ladies. Typing was a bit of a challenge for a hamster's tiny paws, and God knows how hard she struggled to successfully reply to Mrs. Kawasaki's caring message.

She'd been so busy playing last night that she hadn't had time to go to Hagiwara's or Matsuda's house to look through the trash today. When she flashed across and pried open the trash can lids, the two busy officers were out, leaving her with only a Hagiwara Kenji experience card and a Matsuda Jinpei experience card, a stark contrast to the stingy Amuro Toru and Kurosawa Jin.

Black Raccoon pulled out two SR cards in a row, and for a moment, I felt a strong premonition: Is she so lucky today? I felt like I would definitely get something if I went to draw from the trash can at this time.

Even if there is no SSR, you can give her a Shener experience card to deal with boss battles!

With great expectations for the shipment, Hamster Ball Shushu sneaked out of the Fushiguro family's trash can - and then made eye contact with Fushiguro Megumi, who had just woken up after a rare late sleep on the weekend.

"...rat...no, hamster?" The boy with the sea urchin hair looked hesitantly at the hamster that had half its head sticking out of the trash can. "It smells a bit familiar..."

Asamushu looked back at him innocently and touched the trash can: Tsk, nothing happened, Fushiguro Shinobu is such a stingy guy.

She secretly cursed Shen Er in her heart, wondering if she should bully his child as revenge. Before she could put it into practice, the next second, the door of the master bedroom bathroom was pushed open, and the hot and humid steam spread into the room.

"What's wrong, Hui? Are you talking to some little animal again?" The tall, black-haired man yawned and came out shirtless, with water dripping down his well-defined muscles. "A little cursed spirit came to the house, or a little raccoon digging through the garbage... Hmm?"

He stared lazily at Shushu's small eyes on the edge of the trash can, and paused for a moment as he drew his weapon. "It's you...? Why are you so weird again..."

Hmm? Can you recognize this?

The morning mouse blinked and squeaked only halfway before a warm hand lifted her up. Shen'er easily squeezed her into his palm and rubbed her twice, poking her soft belly with interest. "She's quite cute, but a little too small... Hmm? Bite me? Aren't you afraid of breaking your teeth, little one?"

The man's fingertips were thick with calluses from gunshot and other weapons, and rubbing the hamster's soft belly felt like sandpaper on cotton. The hamster curled up under his prodding, and with a groan, it bit down hard on his knuckles. Even with all its might, it only left a deep tooth mark, and before it could draw blood, he squeezed it into his palm and forcibly suppressed it.

Fushiguro Shier lowered his eyes as the hamster ball kicked frantically in his palm, his palm slightly burning from the bite. Tian Yu Tyrant's physique was already incredibly strong, and with the added bonus of years of training, his muscle density far surpassed that of an average person. The hamster's sharp teeth left only two symmetrical indentations on his skin, like a stamp.

It was much less noticeable than her previous mark, and it would probably fade away after a while. The other mark she left was still on his body... haha.

"It can even leave marks, isn't that pretty capable?" In short, the fact that she wasn't injured didn't stop her from viciously pressing her thumb against the hamster's butt and twisting it in circles, like a sticky rice cake, squeezing it into a round and flat shape. "A hamster this aggressive should be very chewy if fried."

As I said, it's rare to see a little raccoon so fragile. It feels a bit of a waste if I don't take this opportunity to bully it back.

The morning rat chased after his fingertips and bit them, finally tasting a hint of blood. With a smug look on her face, she opened her mouth and poked at the tiny wound on his fingertip, showing him the scene of her crime.

"Okay, okay, you win—just remember to transfer the money for the rabies vaccine to my account, plus double the lost wages." Shen'er wasn't angry. He just poked her fangs with his fingertips, measured the size, and suddenly stared at her thoughtfully, "But your current size seems good too..."

It was just a minor wound, and yet this tough, thick-skinned tyrant was actually trying to extort her medical expenses. Chaomu couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, thinking he was so shameless. She hadn't even asked him for the dentist's fee or compensation for emotional distress.

Also, what's a good size? Is this guy mocking her for being small? How big can a hamster be? She doesn't believe that Shen'er can be much bigger than her hamster after he transforms into one - no, she must find an opportunity to secretly feed him the mushrooms so that he can transform into one too!

Shen Er seemed completely unaware of the hatred he had incurred, staring at her with a look that suggested a certain realization. The hamster ball was terrified by his gaze, puffing out its cheeks and glaring at him, then spat out a pine nut from its bulging cheeks, hitting him right between the eyebrows.

The latter took the pine nut calmly, ignoring her disdainful look, and put it in his trouser pocket: "You can't take other private jobs at this time - you came just in time, I have a very good job to recommend you."

Asano: "Squeak, squeak, squeak!!!"

Who wants to work for him?! Cooperating with this guy will only make her take away most of the profits. If it's not absolutely necessary, she doesn't want to team up with him!

"This is a great job! If someone else asked me for help, I wouldn't agree." Although the hamster ball was very strong, Tian Yu Tyrant was obviously stronger. He skillfully and easily suppressed her resistance and responded with ease, "Don't be so grateful that you pull my pants. After all, we have a good relationship. This is what you deserve, my dear."

"Squeak-squeak!"

The chubby hamster ball was stuffed into the man's jeans pocket, squeaking against his muscular thighs and forming a noticeable arc in his pocket. Fushiguro Megumi's eyebrows twitched as she looked at her father, who was righteously ignoring all the noise and getting dressed. She still didn't relay the curses from the little hamster in his pocket.

...Anyway, his father won't be angry if I tell him, and maybe it will become part of their play...I'd better pretend I didn't hear it.

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The author has something to say: (Entering) (Bows) (Qi Shentian): We rats have the power——

Shen Er: Then I have more power.