Chapter 114 Extra: When Bertrand turned into a cat ③

The two turned around and saw a man with black hair and silver eyes wearing a white coat.

He yawned, lifted his frameless glasses to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at Gin with a deep gaze, his eyes still showing a bluish tinge from staying up for several days.

Sekter glanced at Gin, then his gaze shifted to Gin's shoulder, where he saw great confusion in Gin's slightly widened eyes.

"Gin, when did you get a cat?"

Gin didn't answer him, but instead picked up the cat and handed it to him, saying, "Let him see it."

Seekert: ?

“I may be a biologist, but I’m not a veterinarian!” he said through gritted teeth.

Gin looked at him expressionlessly, his tone devoid of any emotion, "This is Bertrand."

Seekert: ?

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"Huh?" Extreme shock resulted in a blank expression.

"You're saying this is Bertrand? Have you gone crazy from doing missions?" Sekter picked up the kitten and looked it over a few times.

"Sai-chan~"

Seekert: ...

"So I was the one who went crazy. How could I hear the cat talking? Goodbye, I'm going to take a nap."

He expressionlessly tried to return the cat to Gin, but the kitten suddenly broke free from his hand and climbed up his arm to his shoulder. Its light green cat eyes sparkled, and its little paws played with Seeker's hair.

"My hair isn't a cat toy! Stop scratching!" Sect jumped up and down in agitation, raising his hand to pull the kitten down.

A sharp pain shot through his scalp. He stared silently at the few strands of hair caught on the kitten's paw and howled, "My hair! Bertrand!!!"

Bertrand blinked innocently, but then stuck out his soft, pink tongue a little nervously.

Seekert: ...

Thank you, but the fire somehow went out.

Gin, seeing this, suddenly took a tiny step back.

But Seeker noticed it. A clearly malicious smile appeared on his gloomy and beautiful face. He ruffled Bertrand's little head and said directly in front of Gin, "Bertrand-chan, look at Gin's hair. It's so smooth and soft. It would be perfect as a cat toy, right?"

Gin: ...#

Upon hearing this, Bertrand's little eyes glanced at Gin's silver hair behind him. In an instant, it seemed as if it could see his long hair sparkling and attracting it to grab a handful.

As soon as the word "follow" appeared, Gin's tone became a bit harsher, "Let's first show him why he turned into a cat!"

"Tsk, aren't kittens adorable? Right, Kashiwagi-chan?" Sext held the cat in one hand and rubbed it with the other.

Bertrandsie squinted comfortably as she was being petted, and nuzzled her head against Sext's hand, meowing softly.

“Come here, little darling, let me check you out.” Seeker led the kitten into the laboratory.

Gin and vodka followed behind.

Bertrand lay on Seeker's hand, wagging his little tail.

After placing the kitten on the table, Seeker took out his blood-drawing equipment. "Draw some blood first so I can see the ingredients of that medicine."

But suddenly, the kitten saw the tools in his hand and its fur stood on end. It quickly darted away, hid in a corner, arched its back, and meowed and hissed at him, looking at them with extreme vigilance.

Seekert: ?

"What's wrong, Bai-chan? Are you afraid of getting your blood drawn?" he asked as he walked toward Bertrand.

The kitten tried to back away, but there was a wall behind it, so it quickly darted to another spot and then crawled under the narrow experimental table.

Seekert: ...

He looked at Gin speechlessly, "How am I supposed to check if the cat ran away?"

Gin: ...

Vodka wiped his sweat, then leaned over the lab bench and looked at the kitten locked inside.

"Petrus, can you come out first?"

"Meow!"

His response was a roaring meow.

Sekter reluctantly threw away the blood-drawing equipment in his hand, and then lay down as well. "Okay, Kashiwagi, we're not drawing blood anymore. You can come out first."

"Meow~" The little kitten stared at him, and only after confirming that he had thrown away the tools did it tentatively climb out.

Sekter grabbed him and patted the dust off the little white kitten. "You've gone from a white kitten to a gray kitten, you silly little cat."

Bertrand let out a pitiful meow.

"Okay, okay, we won't draw blood anymore." After putting the cat back on the lab table, Seeker put on gloves and held the cat's little head. "Come on, open your mouth and let me see."

“Ah~” Bertrand opened his mouth obediently.

Seeker touched its little tiger teeth, then its soft little tongue, hissed, and a troubled expression appeared on his handsome face.

“I can’t observe anything, absolutely nothing.” Sect returned the cat to Gin after stroking its fur. “If we can’t test the blood directly, we’ll have to ask you to bring the kitten’s excrement over.”

Gin: "..."

He glanced at the vodka.

Vodka wore a stern face, but inwardly he was overjoyed as he accepted the kitten.

"To be continued~"