Chapter 145: The cunning and domineering raccoon wants me to cry for her every night...
Squalo didn't want to be some "little shark" - unlike before, this time, he really wanted to kill.
Even before she explained, his brain and some subtle intuition had already told him the situation he was in. A part of him had been stripped away, constrained, and then locked in an invisible cage, losing complete control over himself.
This feeling became more and more obvious when he had the intention to kill but was forcibly suppressed. The little raccoon was jumping around in his mind again, holding a sign that said "Bad boys are not allowed to get angry with their masters."
...It's not an illusion, and it doesn't feel like any application of the Death Flame... Squalo isn't much of a fan of fantasy literature, but back in school, that idiot Dino always loved reading novels about wizards...
So, is this strange girl a witch? Or some strange, captivating spirit? An elf? A vampire? Or perhaps a sorcerer from Neon? That trash can must be the medium of her spell, or perhaps it's a portal to Hell or something... Anyone who crosses it will have their soul sucked away by it...
Although the above speculations are ridiculous, if he said this to XANXUS, he would probably call him a psychopath... But Squalo looked down at his big tail, and no matter how he thought about it, he felt that it was not impossible - he could become like this ghost, and his soul was also tampered with, so it was reasonable for the little ghost to be a witch, right?
"Hey, kid," he crouched over the edge of the fish tank, his gaze icy as he glanced at the girl pushing the cart. "No matter what you want from me, who told you to do this, or if you simply want a new toy... the bottom line is, I'm not going to play house with you. You don't think you can get me to submit by using this trick, do you?"
"Let me be clear, there are only two suns in the sky, and I only have one loyalist. Even though that bastard boss has his faults, he's the only one I'll follow until death."
No matter what the little girl in front of him was thinking, his words should be able to express his ideas and make her give up... At least that's what Squalo thought, he should shatter her fantasy.
But Chaomu seemed unmoved.
After listening to Mr. Jiaoren's passionate speech, she blinked and said, "Oh," "I know. So what's wrong?"
Squalo: "...Huh?"
If he understood correctly... this brat wanted to be his master, and he didn't care when he declared that he would only be loyal to others... Huh? What on earth was she thinking?
Chaomu didn’t think much of it—she just felt that this kind of “master-pet” relationship was normal.
Just look at Mimi Moroboshi and Shijiro. These two gentlemen, her first pets, were more like hired servants. During the day, they were busy with their own tasks, sharing rewards for each task, like two free-range cats, each going out hunting and regularly bringing home a few dead mice.
Then again, in most card-pulling games, the relationship between the protagonist and the NPCs seems to be pretty much like this, right? A lot of them are considered friends? Unless it's a game like "Fate/Crown/Designated" where everyone's stuck in the same room after the end of the world, most NPCs have their own lives, their own backgrounds... and even enter the game with the lord they're loyal to.
Therefore, Chaomu didn't think there was anything wrong with Squalo having two jobs—wasn't Mimi also working for the Black Organization? And that was even more of a three-faced family… While he hadn't backstabbed his adoptive father, his employment prospects were vast.
"Your loyalty to XANXUS and being my pet shouldn't conflict, right?" She walked back, pushing the large fish tank. She looked around but didn't see any sign of the black lion. She guessed he'd probably run off chasing the swifts. She replied to Squalo matter-of-factly, "It's just an extra job... Oh, the only problem is I probably won't pay you."
Squalo: “…………?”
The silver mermaid was silent for a long time, feeling that there was a thick communication barrier between them.
He was a pure-blooded Italian with traditional family values, and this little girl named Chaomu had come from nowhere... she wasn't Italian anyway. He couldn't reason with her, and she had no idea what she was doing.
"Can you generalize this? Huh?" The silvery-white fish's tail tapped the tank wall impatiently. He gritted his teeth and decided to reason with her. "Listen up, kid. I don't know where you learned bad things from... You're not that old yet, are you? If you want to play adult games, go find someone else. Anyway, I'm not interested in being a pet—"
No matter what kind of Chuunibyou she is, or whether she is the ambitious person who thinks she wants to be the master of the world, she shouldn't set her sights on him... Does Tsunayoshi Sawada know that his junior sister is so outrageous?
Of course, Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know. Not only did he not know, even Squalo didn't expect that the girl's reaction would be more outrageous than he imagined.
After hearing what he said, Chao Mu, who was originally indifferent, frowned slightly, and then as if he remembered something, his golden pupils suddenly lit up.
"From what you mean..." She poked the merman's cheek through the glass, "You don't want to be my pet?"
This kid finally understands what people say?
Squalo was inexplicably touched, but his tone remained cold and hard: "Why ask? Of course I don't want to... Except for some people with special fetishes, no one would agree to such a thing, right? Even if they agreed reluctantly, it wouldn't be sincere..."
The short-haired girl's already somewhat annoying face showed an even more annoying evil smile.
"If I insist on forcing you, you'll probably be very sad, right?" She rubbed her hands together and leaned over to press against the glass, her eyes sparkling and full of expectation as she stared at his face. "Poor Mr. Squalo was forced and imprisoned by me. He can't return to the leader, and can only cry every day..."
It's better to be sad! Cry, let her cry more - then she will produce many pearls! Cry a basin or a bathtub a day!
Whenever the player thought of this scene, he couldn't help but laugh, his body filled with joy: "Hehe, imprisonment, hehe, forced childbirth..."
Squalo: “…………?”
He was dumbfounded for a moment, thinking that this brat probably had some strange hobby - what a bummer, for someone with Sawada's personality, his junior sister would actually be such a bad sadist... No, thinking about it carefully, she is Reborn's student, so this kind of personality doesn't seem so strange...
In fact, Squalo had not read enough romance novels or melodramas. If Lusilia were here, she would tell him that this kind of plot was actually quite common, but generally the genders would be changed, and the produce might not necessarily be tears.
The vein on his forehead bulged, but the kid seemed completely unaware that he was angry. He curiously poked his head in, "What are you holding back, Mr. Squalo? You look like it's really hard. Are you going to cry? Really?"
The mermaid raised the bone spur expressionlessly, intending to strike the little ghost in front of him with a sword, piercing through both the glass and the person.
But at this moment, the Black Lion, who had finished exercising, had returned to the training ground, and glanced over with his scarlet eyes, as if curious about what stupid thing Squalo had done again.
"You don't want Mr. XANXUS to know about this, do you, Little Shark?"
Although the kid was not very reasonable, what he said was correct - Squalo did not want his leader to know about this, nor did he want the other party to notice anything unusual.
He glanced coldly at the girl beside him, who smiled back at him. Then, out of nowhere, the voice appeared before his eyes in cryptic words: ["Anyway, just wait for me to call you when I get back tonight, Mr. Squalo."]
"I'll prepare everything for you."
And Chaomu always keeps his word.
After playing with the lion and the mermaid for a night, and handing over the task to her senior brother the next day and letting them go back to their respective rooms to rest, she excitedly returned to her home in Tokyo and began to think about making a large fish tank for Squalo in the middle of the living room.
There is room for such a large fish tank, but it will take some time to make it yourself and collect the materials. It will also take time to find a merchant to customize it or to buy it online... I'd better fill the bathtub with water and let him stay in the bathtub for a while at night.
During this period, Chaomu also studied the newly unlocked pet summoning function.
This function is divided into two types. The first one is what she imagined, which is the function of being able to summon pets to her side at any time to assist in combat when she is outside. There is a limit on the number of times per day, which is limited to three times a day, and all pets share the same number of times; the second one is an unlimited number of fixed-point summons. You can choose an initial point at home, and after sending an invitation to the pet, the other party will be teleported to the corresponding location at a fixed time.
Considering the unique nature of mermaids, Chaomu decided to start in the bathtub. According to Italian time, Squalo should be alone in the room by now, so she tentatively extended an invitation.
Before the other party could respond, her cell phone rang.
"I've been busy late today... but I'm almost off work," Hagiwara Kenji's voice, a smile on his face, rang out from the other end of the line. "Is Asamura-chan done with work? Do you want to go out for a midnight snack together? Jinpei-chan should come too."
Chaomu fell into a brief moment of contemplation.
She rarely turned down an invitation from Hagiwara Kenji, and she was still working on his assignment this week... And why wouldn't she go to Matsuda's restaurant? She'd said before that she was going to eat Matsuda out!
After a brief hesitation, she agreed very actively and walked out the door: "Okay, I'll be right there--"
After dinner with Hagiwara-kun and the others, we'll go home together tonight. Let's wait until Hagiwara-kun falls asleep before returning to our spawn. As for Squalo? It seems he didn't agree to the invitation just now, so whatever.
At the same time, at the Vongola headquarters.
Squalo looked at the invitation pop-up window in front of him, his lips curled down in displeasure, and he never clicked to agree.
What does "Your owner invites you to stay in her den, do you want to go and interact now?" mean? Who wants to interact with that kid? And the invitation to stay sounds like calling a dog. Is he some kind of feral dog that's been forcibly taken in?
At midnight, after struggling for five minutes and finally being teleported due to a timeout, the silver-haired mermaid lay in the silent and unfamiliar bathtub. He glanced at the empty bathroom and the cat pajamas hanging on the wall, and became more and more irritable.
What made him even more irritated was that the person who had caused the incident was nowhere to be found in the room.
He tutted his words, "...Huh? Where are the people?"
Why wasn't that strange kid who had called him here? Where was this place? Her home? What was she planning on doing by leaving him here?
The silvery-white mermaid turned over boredly, its beautiful tail glowing fluorescently under the light, and a drop of water dripped from the tip of its tail and fell into the clear water.
The water temperature was okay, but the bathtub was a little smaller than the one at the Vongola headquarters, making it difficult for Squalo to move around. His already annoyed mood became even worse during the waiting time.
"With these conditions, you dare to learn how to raise fish from others?" He huffed, his sharp canine teeth rubbing across his lower lip. His slender arms rested on the edge of the bathtub, his chin resting on it. "I really don't understand what that kid is thinking..."
She said she had prepared everything for him, but he really didn't believe her... Just this little broken bathtub? That's it?
Not only were the conditions bad, but the kid's attitude was also terrible. He'd been called over and then disappeared on his own. How annoying! Squalo lay on his back in the bathtub, his eyes drifting towards the open bathroom door. He wanted to peek in, but he didn't quite want to get out of the water.
He didn't know when he would be able to turn back into a human... Was twenty-four hours really that long? He wanted to get up and gather some information...
He started to slap the water with his tail out of boredom again, maliciously thinking of splashing water all over the floor and then seeing how long it would take the kid to clean the bathroom.
Just at this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door.
"Finally showing up? Hey." The mermaid twitched her ears, lazily lying on her back in the bathtub without raising her head, and said disdainfully, "You called me here and I don't know where you went off to—a brat like you..."
...No, that's not right...
There seems to be something wrong with the sound of footsteps.
First came the almost inaudible, silent footsteps of a small animal, then the footsteps of a grown man. The silver-haired assassination elite suddenly sat up, realizing that the sound was completely different from the overly lively footsteps of the evil little girl he had been accustomed to hearing for the past two days.
The footsteps paused at the door for a moment. The man seemed to think for a few seconds, and finally stood at the bathroom door.
The stern man with long black hair and a knitted hat still had his fingers on his gun as he asked expressionlessly, his cold green eyes flickering subtly in the dim light: "...Who are you? Why are you...here?"
He clearly appeared to be a man of exceptionally rational and calm character, yet at this moment, veins bulged on the back of his hands, as if he were suppressing something. Beneath his knitted cap, his pointed triangular ears bulged uncontrollably, and his tail cocked dangerously behind him, like a cat ready to attack at any moment.
Squalo: “…………”
The silver mermaid was lying in the bathtub, and for a moment he didn't know whether to cover his tail first or kill the person to silence him... The tail was obviously unstoppable, and it would be better to kill the person who saw him in this state.
And what was this guy asking... He also wanted to ask - who was this strange cat-eared man who appeared here out of nowhere?!
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Squalo: ???
My sleep and rest schedule is in chaos again!
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