Chapter 29 The Bold Kitten Thief

Galliard lived in a single dormitory, which was only furnished with some necessary furniture, making the dormitory particularly empty. It was so clean and tidy that it looked as if no one lived there at all.

You can notice the small stool by the door at a glance.

011 climbed down from the host's shoulders. The cat sneaked a peek at the stool and pawed at it, but because it hadn't materialized, it was empty. "Host, come and see. Is this one of those really expensive clothes?"

Red pandas can only detect the material of clothes, but I heard that in human society, the price of clothes is not entirely determined by the material.

A bigger part is to look at the so-called brand.

Lu Tai took a look after hearing this and found that it was indeed a very famous high-end brand in the Morse Galaxy. The design of each of their clothes was exclusive and there would basically be no second one.

Not to mention the expensive material of the dress and the priceless gems adorning the cuffs.

"?" Lu Tai was a little confused. Galliard didn't look like such a careless person. Could it be that he didn't care at all because there were too many expensive clothes in his wardrobe?

Unable to guess what these upper-class people were thinking, he squatted down and rubbed the red panda's head. "It's very expensive, do you want me to graffiti it?"

According to the red panda's plan, he would destroy everyone's clothes before the weekend and embarrass them in front of everyone.

Lu Tai remained noncommittal about the feasibility of the plan; he was solely responsible for implementing it to please the red panda.

"Host, your handwriting is too obvious, so let me do it this time!" 011 clenched his claws and twitched his ears proudly. "They definitely won't guess who did it."

After saying this, the little panda used QQ and searched for the ability to touch entities for one minute.

011 Claw gripped the pen with great difficulty, nearly dropping it several times, making a loud noise. This frightened every hair in his body, and he was concentrating. [What should I draw? I got it!]

The little panda suddenly realized something, and his inspiration burst out, and he began to paint hard.

"This is..." Lu Tai paused as he watched the pattern gradually appear on Galliard's clothes beneath the red panda's paws. Then, without changing his expression, he praised, "Yaoyao Little Yellow Chicken has drawn it beautifully. It's so lifelike."

Although I don’t know why 011 drew the chicks.

But in Lu Tai's eyes, whatever the red panda does is cute, and all he has to do is close his eyes and praise it.

[QAQ Host, this is a white dove!] 011 The tearful cat head looked at its masterpiece, its ears drooping pitifully. [Is my drawing not like it? This should be a white dove, a symbol of peace!]

Just like the little panda’s impression of Galliard, he doesn’t fight or compete and doesn’t like to fight, just like the white dove of peace in the church.

Lu Tai: ...

Why did he speak so quickly this time?

The tall, gloomy young man panicked for the first time. He pursed his lips at the sight of the aggrieved red panda, then spoke at the fastest speed in his life, "I'm sorry, Master Yaoyao is too powerful. I don't have Master Yaoyao's night vision, so it's too dark around here for me to see anything clearly."

He said as he stole a glance at the expression on the red panda's face.

Although no red panda could tell, Lu Tai understood that as long as his ears stood up again, he wouldn't be so sad.

[It's not that amazing, ovo] The red panda instantly forgot what just happened and proudly lifted its tail and wagged it. [It's okay. When we accumulate enough points in the future, I'll also exchange it for a night vision ability for the host!]

011 I didn’t expect that my painting skills were so good.

The host couldn't see in the dark, but could still vaguely feel the outline of an avian creature.

Lu Tai couldn't help but rub his head. Seeing that the little panda had forgotten everything that happened just now, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Then I thank you, Master Yaoyao."

The big tail swept across his wrist, and seeing that the red panda was only focused on drawing, he held it with his pale knuckles and rubbed it twice.

[The painting is done!] 011 didn't notice the host's secret plot behind his back. He looked at the painting with increasing satisfaction. [To be safe, I'll check to see if there are any other clothes.]

The red panda is a very qualified villain. He knows that villains die because they talk too much and he also knows that he needs to finish them off.

Thinking of this, 011 stepped on the cold ground and quietly moved towards the closet. He quietly opened the door, but found that there was no luxurious clothes except a few pajamas and school uniforms.

[Gallier is such an idiot.] The little panda muttered as it floated into the air, looking at the neatly arranged uniforms. It also used the same trick to draw a cute little yellow chicken (crossed out) and a white dove. [With only one piece of clothing, if something goes wrong, there's nothing to change into.]

[I'm doing a good deed. You'll definitely remember this lesson from me, the Red Panda Demon King, next time.]

Seeing the clean uniform being stained, the little panda felt a little guilty but he quickly convinced himself that he couldn't become a villain without a conscience!

After doing all this, 011 clapped his paws.

He closed the cabinet door again, looked at the empty room and was about to take the host away, but his clear and clean black eyes suddenly noticed the figure lying on the bed.

The red panda rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Could it be that some cunning human is hiding in the bed?"

This is not 011's blind guess.

When he was still a small system, he would sometimes see that if some humans had something to do the next day, they would prepare the clothes they were going to wear the next day in advance and place them neatly by the bed.

Then I was so excited that I kept my eyes open until dawn.

011 narrowed his eyes and snorted at the thought, "Little Galliard, you're trying to trick me! I'm an anthropologist!"

He has two large volumes of diaries on human observation.

Although 011 has experienced countless days and nights like stars since joining the mission, he was so lazy that his diary only had 20 pages. But it was still too hard for this little panda.

The little panda did what he said. He quietly ran to the bed, grabbed the edge and looked up, with only his two big ears showing alertly.

"Yaoyao?" Lu Tai knew his little panda was about to start mischief again, so he quickly walked over and picked him up. "I don't think Galliard is that...childish yet."

Although he felt that humans were indeed like this, most of those who did this were probably children.

011 resisted, like a cat candy that melted and was stretched to an extremely long length, its claws refusing to loosen. [I don't believe it, many of my hosts grew up like this!]

But instead of putting the clothes on the bed, I hung them in the closet like an adult.

But the red panda thinks it is no different.

What if Gary just likes to put it on the bed?

After what happened with Uriel last time, Lu Tai now thinks everyone is a pervert. However, when talking about this, he always recalls that piece of lustrous white in his mind, and even the red panda that was looking around in his palm seemed a little hot.

How could someone...

So soft, and all over the body is either white or pink.

Afraid that the little panda would notice his dirty thoughts, Lu Tai's gloomy and sharp handsome brows flashed with a trace of embarrassment. His bony palm moved unconsciously, and the little panda slid out of his palm like a piece of cat pudding.

011 didn't expect the host to let go suddenly.

The little panda couldn't dodge in time and fell directly onto Galliye's face on the bed. Maomao could even feel Galliye's trembling when his breathing was suddenly suppressed.

"Did we wake him up?" 011 was so frightened that he forgot to check for clothes and didn't dare to move.

But after waiting for two seconds, there was still no movement. The red panda just breathed a sigh of relief, but then something occurred to him and he became nervous again. [No, I won't suffocate him to death, will I?]

Otherwise, why would Gallie be so motionless...

Lu Tai quickly picked up the red panda and looked at the motionless Gary with a frown. The red panda was not a physical entity, so he should only be able to feel the furry touch and would not suffocate as the red panda worried.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Gary is still alive. 3S psychics won't be so fragile." Lu Tai patted the red panda's slightly frizzy back soothingly, letting the red panda snuggle into the crook of his neck.

In this situation, Galliard probably hasn't woken up yet, and this is also the result of his mental detection.

There was no tendency for the respiratory rate to change.

Just as he finished speaking, 011 poked his head out of his host's arms and looked back quietly. After confirming that Galliard was still breathing, he regained his composure. "Then let's hurry up. Fran's dorm is the closest to here."

Red Panda recalled the shadow of the dollhouse.

Will Galliard bite his claws again?

"Okay." Lu Tai naturally had no objection. He wanted the red panda to pay less attention to others, which was exactly what he wanted to see.

011 leaned on the host's shoulder and turned to leave.

He instructed the host to close the door gently, and therefore did not notice that the blond young man with a calm and gentle face on the bed in the dormitory behind him slowly opened his eyes and sighed slightly.

Galliard and the others heard the door open again, then they got out of bed, put on their slippers and went to the door.

What caught my eye was the graffiti on the haute couture suit.

"A white dove?" Galliard stroked the cute "little yellow chicken" with his slender, ivory-white knuckles. His handsome and warm features took on a hint of gloom in the darkness. "I think it's more like a raven."

The Meadow family has no nickname for peace outside.

Just like this bird of prey that comes when it smells death.

Businessmen who are only interested in profit don't have a good reputation either.

Galliard lowered his eyes and stared at the cute graffiti, inexplicably thinking of what he had seen and heard in the doll house before. The soft and delicate touch seemed to fill his palms again in an instant.

It was like a collar around his throat, blocking his breathing.

He paused in the movement of his fingertips, and his eyes, half disgusted and half complicated, moved down inch by inch to the place that had suddenly bulged out of nowhere.

As if afraid of dirtying something, Galliard suddenly withdrew his fingers that were touching the graffiti and lowered his eyes coldly.

If the boy knew his true identity.

I'm sure you'll be hated.

He took one last look at the clothes on the stool, then his expression returned to his usual composure, but in his gentle and deep eyes there was a hint of subtle fatigue and boredom as he walked into the bathroom.

…

After coming out of Galliard's dormitory.

011 originally thought that there was only one other person as careless as him in the group of protagonists, but after sneaking into the protagonist Fran's dormitory, all he saw were clothes that looked very expensive hanging carelessly on the railings of the bunk beds.

[Host, look, I told you that every human being has a little bit of this kind of thing going on.] The red panda wagged its tail proudly.

Didn’t the protagonist just put the clothes on the bed?

011 patted the host's chest with its two claws. "If only our mission targets were this stupid, wouldn't our points flow in like water?"

Saying this, the little panda jumped down excitedly, and ran towards the protagonist's clothes with its little paws tapping.

However, the protagonist's clothes are black, and the color might not show up if he draws on them with a black and white marker. The red panda looked at the straight uniform in front of him as if he was looking at a blackboard and thought for a while, then ran over and tugged at the host's trouser legs.

[Host, host! Do we have those acrylic paint pens we brought this time?] 011 remembers this paint being very pigmented.

Lu Tai shook his head when he heard this. In fact, pens made of this material are not often used by interstellar people. Instead, they have replaced them with other cheaper materials.

But he couldn't say it out loud and disappoint the little panda, so he thought for a moment and pulled out a few stickers. "I don't have any acrylic paint pens, but I have the co-branded stickers from the cake shop I bought you last time."

It is a very popular anime recently, and Lu Tai thought that the red panda might like it, so he took it.

Of course the panda liked it very much, but because he was only interested for a short time, he only played with it for two days and then lost interest and threw it away after covering the entire refrigerator with it.

[Sticker? It’s a super bad cat!] 011’s eyes lit up the moment he saw the sticker.

The red panda often surfs the Internet on 10G. Sometimes, when he is not persecuting the protagonists, he will lie in the host's arms and watch anime. His favorite is the anime adapted from the comic of the same name.

He grabbed the host's trouser legs and tugged, then struggled to climb up using the host's shoes. [Host, this method is super good!]

This kind of sticker is opaque and will stick very tightly to clothing fibers or skin. Moreover, the protagonists will definitely not like anime that villains like Super Bad Kitty like this. If it sticks firmly to the clothes and cannot be removed, it will definitely make Fran lose face in front of others.

011 laughed evilly, feeling like little devil horns were about to grow on his head.

[Host, hug me. I can’t touch you.]

He raised his paw and tried to indicate, but the protagonist's clothes were hung much higher than he imagined, and he could only touch the hem of the trousers at most.

The moment the red panda said this, he felt himself being picked up by the host.

[Hehe, let's put a big bow on first.] 011 took the sticker between his paws and carefully stuck it on. A pink bow appeared on the left chest of his black uniform jacket.

The little panda felt it was not enough, so he found a cute cat head and bone-shaped pattern and pasted it on.

011 looked at the brand new uniform in front of him, his tail almost lifted up in the air. [Clang clang clang! It's done! Fran will be surprised when she wakes up tomorrow!]

The red panda thinks that this is simply a work of art!

Lu Tai looked at the black uniform with envy, which looked like a red panda's unique paw print. He wanted to say something but finally pursed his lips and said nothing.

[Let's go to the next one quickly. The next one should be Cedric~] 011 didn't notice anything wrong with the host.

Now I am full of confidence!

Lu Tai nodded, and took the little panda back into his arms so that it had a place to lie down. He glanced in the direction of the bed to make sure that he had not woken Fran, then turned around, opened the door and walked out.

And not long after they left.

Fran lying on the bed opened his eyes as if awakened from a nightmare. He looked at the medicine bottle on the bedside and frowned slightly. He didn't expect that this medicine had little effect on him. He wondered if the little panda had come yet.

He stood up and slowly walked to the table, picked up the glass on top and took a sip of water.

Because of the sudden nightmare just now, Fran is now conscious and no longer sleepy. In the dream, the overwhelming number of experimental subjects were crushed by mechas, and the scene that seemed as if they could never be killed was circling in his mind.

Along with the remaining murderous intent.

He closed his eyes to calm himself.

Fran wanted to find something to do, so he walked over to see if the uniform was damaged, but when he got closer, he found that there was only a small bow and a little kitten's head that were faintly glowing in the darkness.

Like a bright light, it dispels the darkness around it.

Fran raised his hand and touched it, and it was a real touch.

He himself didn't realize that the cold hostility between his eyebrows disappeared, and his thin lips curled up slightly, revealing one of the few real emotions like melting ice and snow.

At the same time, the red panda, who had no idea what happened after he left, was brainstorming.

Galliard and Fran put their clothes aside casually, which could be said to be carelessness, but how could Cedric, a guy who had been through a lot in the dungeon and was more cunning than the red panda Maomao, be so careless?

——referring to the fact that Cedric's clothes were placed one by one on the unoccupied upper bunk like they were on a street stall.

011 I don’t understand why the wardrobe is not used.

The red panda felt that his processor could no longer handle so many strange things, but he still professionally let his host carry him to the upper bunk, and struggled to put cute stickers on every piece of Cedric's clothes.

011: ...

Now he really doesn't have enough stickers.

Originally, the red panda wanted to have a lot left over this time and use them to decorate the host's dormitory.

He was afraid that if he took another look, he would regret it and pick off all the stickers on his clothes. This time, he didn't stay for long and immediately climbed onto the host's shoulder, then walked out of the dormitory with a look of doubt on his face.

[Host, how on earth did these protagonists and villains survive to this day without being bullied?]

They had already walked a long way, and the red panda was still sighing with worry about what had just happened. This time it was too easy to catch the panda and there was no challenge at all.

Even as a villain, he began to worry about the future of the protagonists.

Lu Tai also felt that something was amiss, but he never imagined that due to a bug and the red panda's carelessness, the system sound was not only heard by him.

It can only be classified as they may have special hobbies.

Thinking of this, Lu Tai pinched his paw pads and skillfully praised the red panda while comforting him. "This is probably all because you are so powerful, Yaoyao. They have no way to guard against you."

He thought that if it were him, he would pretend not to notice if he knew such a furry creature was sneaking in to make paw prints.

Let the red panda "bully" him.

[So that's how it is.] 011 also felt that what the host said made a lot of sense. [It seems that it's all because I'm too powerful. These children of luck are nothing compared to me.]

The red panda stamped its paws proudly.

"Now only Qin Buyang is left." 011 recalled his encounter with Qin Buyang and snorted, "He's an incredibly stupid idiot. He definitely can't see us."

[After all, his adopted brother and his father...]

The red panda's mouth was covered before he could finish his sentence.

011I don’t know why humans are so shy about talking about reproduction.

No matter how shy you are, you are still a member of this galaxy.

But the red panda considered himself a friendly, badass system that respected humans, so he didn't mention the matter again. He stared at the dormitory door and continued to hum, "This time it will definitely be as easy as taking something out of my pocket!"

011 opened the door with great vigor and confidence, and then saw a red-haired young man sitting on the sofa reading a book.

Qin Buyang must have just finished taking a shower. His hair hung softly in front of his eyes, covering his deep and sharp red eyes. This time, he was not wearing a military uniform, which was rare. Instead, he was wearing a soft pajamas that wrapped around his tall and strong body like a beast.

He looks like a young and cheerful military cadet, and doesn't seem to have much offensive power.

The little panda was so scared that he almost sat on the ground.

He thought the place where he shouldn't make a mistake was the one that scared him so much that he threw himself on the host. [It's over, host, we're definitely going to be discovered now! QAQ]

The little panda's eyes were filled with tears, and he didn't notice at all that the red-haired young man on the sofa curled his thin lips slightly.

Qin Buyang casually turned another page of the book, and listening to the background sound of the frightened red panda, he instantly changed his nickname from idiot to pervert.

"..." So what if he's a pervert? It's better to scare this little bastard than to think he's a fool and ride on his head every day.

Although he thought so in his heart, Qin Buyang put down the book in his hand as quickly as possible, stood up, looked at the door, raised an eyebrow and sighed, "This school is really full of antiques. I have requested to change this door lock several times, but they still won't change it."

He pretended that he hadn't noticed anything and walked over to close the door again.

[Huh, I thought we were discovered.] 011 looked at him timidly for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief when he was sure the red-haired young man hadn't done anything and had simply returned to his book.

The little panda was no longer afraid, but the little temper in his bones came out again, [If you don’t go to bed now, you will become a bald cat!]

[Is Qin Buyang still sleeping? Host, you have to get up early tomorrow, so why don't we go back first? Anyway, the villain bullying the villain doesn't get as much villain points as bullying the protagonist.]

011 glanced at Qin Buyang and felt that he looked like he was going to fight until dawn.

Lu Tai had no objection to this.

[Then I’ll have to wait until next time to bully Qin Buyang.] The red panda hugged the host’s neck and collapsed like a cat. Just as he was about to leave with the host, he suddenly heard a man’s lazy voice behind him.

Qin Buyang put down his book and stretched. "It's almost three in the morning already? I still have things to do tomorrow. I'd better take some sleeping pills and go to sleep."

The seemingly easy action was actually a bit chaotic.

He didn't expect the little bastard to give up just like that.

Qin Buyang put the book back on the bookshelf, then took out a small medicine bottle from the drawer, quickly poured out a few pills, and swallowed them with water.

[Hey, he's going to sleep again.] 011 It feels like Qin Buyang, this human, is really weird sometimes.

But since we are here now and there are points to earn, we should not let the duck in our mouths run away. Thinking of this, the red panda tugged at the host's sleeve again.

After the host stopped, 011 lay in the host's arms and looked in the direction of Qin Buyang.

Just wait until he falls asleep completely and then attack.

The medicine the other party took should be very effective. Within ten minutes, the sound of a man's even breathing could be heard in the room. The little panda quietly walked to Qin Buyang's bed and made sure that he was asleep with his eyes closed before he felt relieved.

011 ran to Qin Buyang's wardrobe again. Because he was frightened before, he showed his little fangs particularly viciously and bit several times before he could even draw.

Then he was punished by the host next to him.

Lu Tai touched his little teeth, frowned, wiped his mouth and said, "Don't bite, his clothes are dirty."

What if something bad happens if he bites out again?

[I understand, host.] 011 thought that Qin Buyang, a general, must have been in fights often, and his clothes were probably covered in blood, so he quickly spat several times on the host's palm.

Qin Buyang, who was listening to all this on the bed, almost had his disguised breathing disordered.

I was right about this guy, he is really scheming!

His clothes had obviously been washed and disinfected, and his combat uniform from the battlefield was not in the dormitory. His current clothes were all carefully selected by him in advance before being put in.

Qin Buyang gritted his teeth in anger.

The red panda was still unaware of this. Thinking about the revenge for the scare he had just received, he decided not to use the precious stickers. Instead, he picked up a paintbrush and painted a big cat head on the other person's clothes.

He also used an angry expression viciously.

Only after doing all this did the little panda feel relieved.

He didn't want to stay here any longer. He was feeling proud and gloating, waiting to see Qin Buyang being laughed at by his colleagues the next day. He shook his tail and instructed the host to sneak out.

When we got back to the dorm, the little panda immediately started flying around the room like it was having a blast. [I'm so exhausted today!]

011 said this, and gradually became drowsy because he had consumed a lot of energy today. After a while, he was floating in the air with his four paws spread out, sleeping on his back.

Then he was carried back by the helpless Lu Tai. After washing up, he turned off the lights, hugged the warm little ball in his arms and slowly closed his eyes.

…

Because he was thinking about the next day, the red panda actually overcame the bug this time and woke up very early. From the moment he opened his eyes, he excitedly swayed in the air.

[Hey, let's wait and see the show today, host.]

Seeing that the agreed time was approaching, 011 looked around curiously in the hovercraft sent by Uriel to pick people up.

Just as he was about to reach out his paw to touch it, he heard a faint voice coming from the soundproof glass partition in front of him, "Did you also read the forum posts today?"

"Yeah, I saw it too. I heard that the kids on campus are all in an uproar, all discussing who did it."

…

Listening to the sound coming from the front, the little panda rolled his eyes and quickly realized that someone might have discovered the protagonists' clothes today and uploaded them to the forum to make fun of them.

011 glanced at the progress bar and saw that it had increased by another 5%. He felt extremely proud for a moment.

Red Panda proudly opened the campus forum and, as expected, saw today's hot post: [Has anyone noticed? Several of our campus' most influential figures all had the exact same abnormality in their clothing today (pictured). Who was so bold as to ruin all these talented people one by one (pictured)?]