Chapter 146 The cat and the fish fight
The weird cat-eared guy wasn't always that weird from the beginning... At least when he was working or just finishing work, he was still a cool sniper.
Today's task was still the familiar "gangster-on-gangster" situation he was familiar with. Perhaps because in his original plan, "Zhu Xing Dai" had attracted the organization's attention with his fighting prowess during the local gang war, and since then he has been assigned more related tasks.
Later, I heard from Vodka that his partner, Midorikawa Kei, also known as Scotland, was also promoted in a similar situation, but the latter worked as a scavenger. In short, it seems that the organization's selection criteria have always been the same, and they will consider the lethality of newcomers to their fellow gangsters. For members of the action team, gangs eating gangs is also a routine job.
Although Zhu Xingda often has a cold face, he is often a bit mischievous. While working, he thinks to himself that if the ability to fight against the underworld is really the criterion for recruiting new members, then finding a few cops to handle it may be able to surpass the code members.
However, he was on a mission today with Scotland and Bourbon to solve the problems left over from the Hundred Demons Society. Regardless of their personalities, these two codenamed members seemed quite skilled in dealing with the underworld... Ordinary cops probably couldn't compare to them.
"Compared to these boring tasks... I'm still more curious about that young lady."
The blond, dark-skinned young man had just finished negotiating with the Yakuza members and looked at one of his "companions" with a slightly frivolous tone, "I heard you've dealt with her before, Lei. What kind of person is she?"
...What kind of person is Miss Vongola?
Zhu Xingda didn't have a deep understanding of this. He only learned about Chaomu's other identity that day at the Hundred Demons Association, so he could only answer based on the impression he had of their first meeting as known to the members of the organization.
And at dawn and dusk at the headquarters of the Hundred Ghosts Society...
If Moroboshi Dai had a straightforward personality, most of the comments would be like "motorcycle killer", "doesn't look like a normal person", "holding a coffin lid to block bullets".
But describing her like that was obviously not polite, nor did it fit with the shrewd character of "Zhu Xing Dai". He ultimately just replied tactfully: "She is a very lively lady with a very unique personality."
This statement was not an exaggeration, and it was also quite reasonable to use it to describe Chaomu himself. He didn't understand the "Vongola Lady", but he did understand Chaomu quite well.
——In all aspects, it should be better understood than Scotland.
The sniper with long black hair glanced at his companion not far away almost imperceptibly. The latter was still as cold and taciturn as before, and there was no sign of him gently coaxing the young girl and getting her to go shopping together.
Scotland had no reaction to this topic. Based on what Zhu Xingdai knew about him, he should have no idea that this so-called "young lady" was Chao Mu; otherwise, judging by his concerned look when he was eager to lead her away and not expose her to the organization, it would be impossible for Scotland to not reveal any flaws.
After confirming this, Moroboshi looked away and turned the subject back to the questioner: "Do you want to get closer to her, Bourbon? Unfortunately, you're mainly responsible for intelligence work. The lady seems more interested in sparring with the members of the action team."
Bourbon obviously didn't know the eldest lady's true identity - this was normal. After all, Chaomu had never liked this "Little Black-faced Mr.", so there was no reason for him to reveal his identity to him.
The hated Mr. Blackface was completely oblivious to this, still sporting a cheerful smile. "It's only natural to want to witness the legendary Vongola family's eldest daughter in person, right?"
Zhu Xingdai did not intend to fulfill his "common sense".
Bourbon was a man of deep thoughts and uncertainties, more dangerous than Scotland. It was best to stay away from Chaomu... He knew Chaomu was a soft-hearted person, not a hard-hearted one. Since she was still young, she was bound to be deceived by the sweet words of some men...
But he didn't need to express this thought out loud. He simply said something calmly that fit the character of Master Moroboshi: "Then you could try switching to the Action Team. Gin might be very welcoming."
Bourbon, who worked directly under Rum, gave a fairly correct answer: "If it's the organization's arrangement, I'm certainly happy to do it."
As the busy work resumed, the topic of the Vongola lady was brought up lightly. Since Gin issued the mission, such topics were not uncommon in the organization.
What kind of person is Miss Vongola?
There are many Japanese members in the organization, and they always have their own stereotypes about roles like "young ladies".
She's been asked to practice with members of the organization for no apparent reason, and even Gin has been asked to play with her. No matter how you think about it, she seems like a spoiled and willful young lady. While she might be a little difficult to deal with, the rewards of coaxing her sound high! If only she could be borrowed to ride on the Vongola ship...
It is natural that Zhu Xingda could not have been unaware of these gossips.
He'd noticed these past few days when he'd returned to base that the members of the operations team, both those with code names and those without, had all dressed up like dashing assassins. Some wore cologne, others even wore light makeup—their desire for gigolo status was practically written all over their faces.
Most of them were average-looking, not as good-looking as Bourbon and that Hagiwara Kenji, and lacked any "uniqueness." Moroboshi knew that Asami was a bit of a collector, but her tastes were high, and she would probably look down on anyone without unique characteristics or special abilities.
And the number of her "pets" seems to be limited, so he is the only one so far... From this perspective, he shouldn't worry too much.
As for the others... for Chaomu, "pets" were clearly more trustworthy and less vulnerable to concealment. There was still a layer of separation between her and the others, and Mr. Hagiwara clearly didn't know her secrets.
After finishing his work, the black-haired sniper skillfully transformed into a cat, jumped onto the balcony of his home, and returned home. Until the moment he saw the light in the bathroom was on, he did not think that the "master" would suddenly bring back a second pet.
"...Who are you? Why are you...here?"
The moment he realized something was wrong, Zhu Xingdai had already switched back to human form, holding the gun, and carefully pushed open the bathroom door.
He originally thought that an enemy had invaded because the room's usual morning and evening scents were now mixed with a strange, disgusting smell that inexplicably made the cat hungry. But the moment he saw the "special creature" in the bathtub, he realized that things were probably not as simple as he had expected.
That silver-white man with a fish tail looked even less like someone who should exist in real life than he was forced to possess the body of a "cat," but he should be in line with Chaomu's aesthetic preferences: gorgeous, beautiful, and looked very strong.
Zhu Xingda Neng felt a subtle connection between him and the other person, and the intuition brought by the system told him that they were "of the same kind".
...What the hell, it's only been a few days, where did she pick up this strange creature from?
The strange creature thought he was the strange one.
"I was just about to ask you—who are you? And what are you doing here with that ridiculous cat-ear headdress?" The silver-haired mermaid sat up from the bathtub, her pupils fixed dangerously on the man in front of her, her back tense. "Isn't this the home of that suspicious brat...intruder?"
...Cat ears?
Only then did Zhu Xingda realize that his ears and tail had popped out due to his attack instinct. He tilted his head to glance in the mirror and found that he looked like a stupid cat with its fur standing on end due to stress.
He expressionlessly pressed his cat ears back and calmly put away his gun. "Is the suspicious little devil you're talking about a young lady named Chaomu? If so, this is indeed... my home and hers."
"And you, suddenly appearing in my bathtub, should you give an explanation for this?"
Squalo: “…………”
Explain? Explain what? Did he want to be here?
What was going on with this scene... a rape? Huh? Why was he being dragged into this inexplicable mess... and who knew where the wicked witch imp who started it had disappeared to now...!
"I don't need to explain to you—ask that brat if you want to." The silver mermaid became more and more annoyed as she thought about it. Her tail slapped the water, splashing water. "She asked me to come here. Where is she?"
The big silver-white tail flapped up and down and swayed left and right. Zhu Xing's big green eyes followed it involuntarily. Then he held his forehead with his hand to block his sight with a headache, controlling the emotions that affected his rationality.
"...I'll ask her." He pressed his aching forehead and sent a message tentatively. Seeing that she didn't reply, he decided to try calling her on her cell phone.
Compared to the chat messages that might be ignored, the call seemed to be directly connected to her system interface, so she should reply...
Sure enough, after the cheerful music played for a while, Chaomu answered the phone.
Under Squalo's gaze, Zhu Xingda hesitated for a moment, but still turned on the hands-free function.
"A half-naked man with a fish tail appeared in the bathroom." He went straight to the point. "Is this the new pet you brought back... Miss?"
Squalo: “…………”
His face darkened as he listened to the other party's description: Why did he sound so strange in this guy's description?
The voice on the other end of the phone was a bit noisy, and Chaomu's voice sounded sneaky.
"Yeah, I just want some juice. Thank you, Hagiwara-kun—I'll also have two skewers of this... You guys order, I have to take a call." She seemed to be ordering food, and after she finished ordering, she sneaked away to a farther place and replied in a low voice, "Mimi? Mr. Squalo is here?"
Mr. Squalo… Surprisingly, this gentleman still kept his name. Compared to him, he seems less like a pet.
The man who was called Mimi in front of others felt that the merman's gaze became a little strange, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "...He's in your bathtub now. You called him here because..."
"Hmm...it's a bit complicated to explain." Perhaps sensing his subtle dissatisfaction, the girl's voice rarely tinged with guilt. "Anyway, from now on, he's your little brother, or your new friend... Even though I didn't tell you in advance...but Mimi, you have to take good care of the new member of the family! Give him some on-the-job training or something... Oh, and no fighting, and cats are not allowed to eat fish! Mr. Squalo is very important!"
"You two should get to know each other first. I'll be back later. Hagiwara-kun is still waiting for me to eat... Uh-huh, I'll wait until Hagiwara-kun falls asleep and then sneak back... And oh Mimi, you can watch some more depressing movies while I'm away. Mr. Squalo's tears can turn into pearls, which are very valuable. You can take him to watch something like O-Man, a Dog's Tale..."
The phone was hung up with a click. Zhu Xingdai held the phone and looked into the eyes of the mermaid in the bathtub with an expressionless face.
The latter's teeth were clattering, and an expression of displeasure was written all over her face. "What nonsense is that little brat talking about... Does she think she's bringing a second cat into the house? Huh?"
"First, objectively speaking, you're clearly not a cat," Moroboshi said calmly. "Second, rather than a second cat or 'second child,' you look more like a new venture she's developing into pearl farming... like cows that need to be raised to listen to music."
Should I say it's worthy of her...
Squalo: “…………?”
"You want a fight, kid?" The expression on his face disappeared, and he clenched his fists. The dangerous bone spurs on the part that used to be a prosthetic limb flashed coldly. "Although I can't touch that brat, if I kill you..."
"We can try." The black-haired sniper pondered for a moment, then took a fighting stance. "Since there are more uncertainties... we can give it a try. But it's best to limit the damage and avoid letting her find out."
“On this point, I think we need to reach a consensus first.”
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