Chapter 42 Should I eat first, take a bath first, or eat first? ... No.
Who is Mimi? Who is Mimi?
His body was suspended in the air, embraced by a pair of soft arms, moving in a bumpy manner. Zhu Xingda hugged his long hair and fell into a brief moment of contemplation.
A dull pain shot through the back of his head, leaving his mind slightly confused. This level of injury was beyond his expectations. His remaining memories also told him that the impact he had suffered in the car accident didn't seem that serious, but rather that he had suffered a second blow from someone else...
...Who was it? Mrs. Kawasaki was probably traveling today with only her newly hired driver, not a bodyguard... And that driver is timid and wouldn't be willing to step forward at a time like this... What unexpected event disrupted his plans?
As his body swayed, several fragments vaguely emerged in Zhuxing's chaotic mind: he heard the target's voice and wanted to stand up as planned, and there was a hand pressing down from above... followed by a clang and a sharp pain.
And the one who smashed him to the ground so cleanly seemed to be...
"Mimi, why aren't you talking? Are you stupid?"
The shift in space was inexplicable. Just a moment ago, he seemed to be outside on the street, and now he was suddenly transported to the sofa inside. The long-haired man suppressed a groan of pain and lay back on the soft sofa. He felt two gentle taps on his cheeks and looked up at the girl with golden eyes in confusion.
"With such high combat proficiency, he must be quite intelligent, right? He doesn't have any debuffs that reduce his intelligence... Oh, his concussion hasn't healed yet." The girl with golden eyes tugged at his eyelids, a look of sudden enlightenment on her face. She fished out a jar of red potion from somewhere and held out her hand to him. "Hey, Mimi, open your mouth and take some insect repellent, er, stupidity repellent."
Zhu Xingda: "...wait...?"
He'd received professional training... oh no, he didn't need professional training to know not to eat suspicious items handed to him by strangers. Even though his mind was still a little confused, his body's instincts made him almost instantly tense up, and he backhanded her wrist with lightning speed: How could this suspicious potion...
The attack, which should have been powerful and devastating, had no effect at all. The force and aggression inexplicably vanished as he approached the girl. By the time his hand reached her wrist, the force was no longer threatening, and she easily pushed it away.
"Although pets that act like spoiled brats are cute, Mimi, you should also consider their appearance." This attack was like a cat punch to her. Chaomu grabbed his wrist and shook it twice, putting the overly robust "big cat" back down. "Be good, drink the medicine first."
The cold, hardened man with long black hair was pinched by the scruff of his neck and thrown back, his clenched teeth forcibly pried open by slender fingers. The young girl pinched his jaw with her fingertips, as if feeding medicine to a cat, pressing her fingertips against the damp, hot base of his tongue, and a small bottle of medicine slurred down his tongue.
The sharp canines were forcibly restrained before they could injure their owner, their biting gesture more like flirting. With a twitching motion, the scarlet potion was finally swallowed. His green eyes lost focus for a moment, and Moroboshi coughed violently, clutching the girl's finger. "Holy crap! This thing actually tastes like strawberry!"
Before he could even think about what he had been fed, the headache that disappeared immediately told him the answer - the bottle of strawberry-flavored syrup seemed to have really cured his concussion, and his thoughts became clear in an instant.
The mission took a turn for the worse, and he was picked up by a strange girl who might have hypnotic powers, making it impossible for him to resist... and unable to harbor hostility or murderous intent towards her.
The sniper in the knitted cap narrowed his eyes slightly, adjusted his expression, and looked at the young girl who had just poured him a bottle of medicine. The latter snorted his hair twice and wiped her saliva all over his knitted cap.
...Isn't this girl... Midorikawa's mistress? Her name seems to be Asamurai, and she works as a housekeeper for Ms. Shimizu and several other noble ladies. So, it seems Mrs. Kawasaki is one of her clients... Was she the one who ruined his plans? And why did she bring him back...
Zhu Xingdai's brain worked very quickly. He finished thinking the moment he saw the person clearly. He relaxed his body according to the girl's strength, letting her manipulate his body, and decided to wait and see what would happen. After all, judging from how Midorikawa interacted with this strange girl that day, she obviously had her own set of ideas that were not easily influenced by others. It would probably not be easy to defeat her.
"Your head doesn't hurt anymore, Mimi?" Chaomu was quite pleased with his tact and bent down to rub his face. "The buff has worn off, and your body is healthy now... Are you feeling okay?"
The buff she just mentioned shouldn't just be some game term used by a typical chuunibyou otaku... Can you see his health status and heal him? That red potion should be a similar healing potion from the game.
"...With your help...not bad." The man with a stern face looked calm even though her face was being pinched and rubbed.
Playing cat and dog role-playing games with the target and coordinating with their cat/dog sculptures was originally part of the plan. Although it didn't seem right to think of him as a cat now... he still got into the mood quite quickly.
The known information is neither too much nor too little. Although it is a bit unreasonable, some clues can be obtained after sorting it out.
Zhu Xingda's brain was working rapidly, and he had quickly deduced the current situation:
Under some conditions beyond his cognition, he was picked up by the girl and became "Mimi" in her mouth, which should be the role of a pet;
This girl was probably a witch or had special brainwashing skills, keeping him under her control so that he couldn't hurt her... She wasn't surprised by his obedience, but the specific restrictions still needed to be explored.
She hurt him, yet saved him. What was her purpose? And how did she control him?
The man lowered his eyes slightly, his thick eyelashes covering the fleeting glint of curiosity in his green eyes. The girl tugged on his black hair curiously, and he obediently rested his chin in her palm, raising his handsome face to look up at her: "What can I do for you?"
He needed to try something... How much control could this strange girl have over him? Would he be forced to obey her orders, or would he just be unable to hurt her but still have relative freedom of movement?
The submissive attitude of a cold man will undoubtedly make all women's hearts beat. This pretty boy is undoubtedly a completely different type from Shinji and Amuro Toru - he is more flexible than Shinji and more distant than Amuro Toru.
Chaomu couldn't help but reach out and rub his face a few more times, his eyes lingering on the hint on his chest.
[Your pet, Daiko Moroboshi, is a bit of a bad guy. His current loyalty is -50. Please complete the basic training mission first and be careful to prevent your pet from destroying your home!]
Should we say that he is indeed a gigolo who wants to use the car accident to scam Mrs. Kawasaki? This guy really has a trick up his sleeve.
"Although I really want to just let you go and help dig through the trash, bring back some high-quality materials and side quests... but I feel like letting you go now is no different than letting you go." She pulled her hand back, pinching her chin and carefully examining the system panel. "Let me see, I found the basic training mission... the pet training branch."
[You already have your first SSR-level pet and have unlocked the talent branch - Pet Training]
Whip? Candy? Which is better for your pet?
[Please explore the most suitable training route for your pet in the novice missions and gradually cultivate your relationship with him~]
The subtitles that suddenly popped up in his mind made Moroboshi's pupils shrink slightly. He almost immediately turned his gaze to the girl who was staring intently at the air, and was surprised to find that a transparent floating screen had appeared in front of her.
...What kind of high-tech product is this...? Is this so-called "gaming system" controlling him?
The black-haired sniper looked at the transparent panel that appeared in the air, pondered for a moment, stretched out his fingertips, and slowly moved towards it.
Just as he'd guessed, the transparent panel suspended in mid-air didn't exist in real space. His finger entered from one corner and exited from the other, unable to touch the panel's substance—yet Chaomu could. This "game system" served her alone, and he was merely a dragged-in pet...?
Moroboshi Dai quietly withdrew his hand and found that Chaomu didn't care about his little action at all. This girl seemed to really treat him as a big cat and was very tolerant of him.
Or perhaps she was simply lost in her own world, oblivious to her surroundings. The game system allowed her to treat humans like pets, and her perception of the world was clearly vastly different from that of ordinary people.
For example, right now, Chaomu completely ignored him as usual, concentrating on the "system panel." She followed the system instructions and clicked confirm, and a new task soon appeared on the screen.
[Novice Mission (Phase 1): Put a collar on your pet and complete an interaction with it to increase your intimacy. (You can choose between grooming, feeding, bathing, or sleeping together)]
[Quest Reward: Pet Intimacy ++, Unlock Pet Basic Habits, Ding Ding Cat Bell x1]
Ding Ding Cat Bell: This can be hung on a pet's collar. The pet's whereabouts will be displayed on the pet map, allowing the owner to easily locate the pet through the dinging sound that only you can hear.
After clicking to accept the quest, three styles of collars appeared on the screen. Chaomu clicked on the details with interest and discovered that the properties were different.
[Black Leather Collar: A simple black collar that discreetly displays ownership. (Pet Presence -5, Agility +5)]
[Silver Metal Collar: Gleaming with metallic luster, tightly constricts the throat. (Pet Defense +5, Presence +5)]
[Peach Heart Ribbon Collar: A pink ribbon chain that strangles your loved one. (Pet Charm +5, Presence +5)]
"Would you like to choose the one you like, Mimi?" The attributes of the pets seemed to be similar, so she decided to be a democratic owner. She poked her pet's arm and decisively rejected the pop-up advertisement [Do you want to go to the mall to view more perfect collars?].
Zhu Xingda: “…………”
To be honest, he didn't want to choose any of them - these three necklaces were more like erotica when worn around the neck, a bit too advanced; the cat bell was more like a locator, and if he wore it, his whereabouts would not escape the eyes of his "owner".
Unfortunately, whether he wanted to or not, he not only had to wear a collar on the girl who looked much younger than him, but also had to engage in so-called "intimate interaction"... There was even the option of taking a bath and sleeping.
If he was really a cat, the scenes of the girl holding the cat while sleeping or taking a bath together would be quite heartwarming, but he is not actually a furry animal after all... Damn it, are the "pets" in the system really serious pets?
Although Zhu Xingdai didn't mind using the honey trap in order to carry out the mission, the girl in front of him looked like she had just reached adulthood at most, and the subtle sense of guilt and shame seemed to be much stronger than usual.
But now that things have come to this, he has no choice but to say decisively under the girl's expectant gaze: "Black."
"I think this one suits you, too. It increases your agility." Chaomu tapped an option, and a black leather collar fell into her hand. She hooked her finger, motioning for the other person to lower her head. "Come here, Mimi, let me put it on for you."
The sniper with long black hair lowered his eyes slightly, but still bent his tall body obediently, allowing her arms to hook around his neck.
A fatal weakness like his neck shouldn't be touched so lightly by such a dangerous and unknown being. The repulsion of being approached caused his shoulder and neck muscles to tense in alert lines. His "master" seemed oblivious to this, or perhaps unconcerned, pinching the leather collar and rubbing his rolling Adam's apple with his fingertips.
"The belt buckle... I found it." She opened the metal buckle with her fingernails and fell into a brief moment of contemplation. "This thing should be the front... right?"
The slightly cold metal buckle pressed against his Adam's apple. The man swallowed the itchy feeling in his throat and said in a hoarse voice, "It should be."
With a click, the metal buckle snapped shut tightly. His freedom was now in the hands of a strange girl... Although he had always been a materialist, he couldn't help but sigh at the fickleness of fate.
"Hey, there's a button here," Chaomu felt around curiously and poked the button on the side of the collar, "Mode switch..."
The man's knitted hat was bulging with cat ears, and his tail swung out from behind him. He had a blank expression, and he felt that no matter what strange things happened next, he wouldn't be surprised... But God, could even his species be changed?
He let out a suppressed breath and decided to keep his final choice: "As for interaction, I'm fine with both grooming and feeding."
At least let's exclude the options of taking a shower or sleeping...
Chaomu hadn't originally considered choosing the latter two options, as they seemed too troublesome. Therefore, seeing her pet's preference, she didn't mind being considerate: "Then comb the fur."
Although it is actually humanoid, her new pet does have long, jet-black hair, which should feel nice to comb.
Grooming is an intimate interaction that helps maintain your pet's appearance. Daily grooming can enhance your pet's intimacy and charm. Please use props to groom their fur! If you're dealing with a kitten, perhaps licking their fur would make them happier?
At the end of the introduction, Chaomu's slightly hesitant look almost made Zhuxing feel uneasy. He flatly declined, "No, just combing my hair will do. You don't need to spend so much effort on me."
Chaomu was originally considering whether to let him turn into a cat and turn herself back into a raccoon to try licking his fur, but after thinking it over, she felt a little disgusted and agreed with his option: "Okay."
I have a feeling that if Mimi were to become a cat, it would be a very large one. Licking her fur would probably tire her to death. Do raccoons vomit hairballs? They'd probably need some hairball cream.
She turned around and sat on the sofa, patted the seat beside her, and motioned Mimi to sit over. The latter pressed her forehead and honestly chose to obey.
…Compared to the other options, combing the hair seems quite acceptable.
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The author has something to say: Now you know why I think it's bad to break off the chapter.jpg Otherwise, I would have been stuck before putting on the collar last night. And the more I write, the more I think I could start a pet training series. I've been stuck on writing the copy for a long time (see the column for the advance collection, if you're interested, please bookmark it).
Akane Kujo has recently become addicted to a casual pet-raising game.
The game's illustrations are lively and cute, and the plot is heartwarming. Players can choose their favorite cute animals to raise and let them grow up healthily and happily.
The little Dumplings are so furry that Akane Kujo can't bear to part with them, so she chooses to go all in, turning the casual placement game into a liver game comparable to that of the Itchy Mouse.
At seven in the morning, I accompanied Hagiwara, who couldn't get out of bed, to class, and took the energetic Matsuda for a walk on the way; during the break, I accompanied the isolated Furuya cat to eat cat food, combed Jingguang cat's hair, and meowed at him.
Lunch break is very tight, and I have to play puzzle games with Akai-nyan; after school, I have to patrol with Hibari-nyan, and escort Tsunayoshi-nyan, who is easily bullied, home.
Even at night, Akane Kujo is always busy. Gin Wolf always appears at night, bringing back a pile of mosaic-covered prey; White Flower Snake is always plotting mischief, wrapping itself around her ankles overnight and even bringing marshmallows into her bed.
As the game progressed, the cubs grew up, and Akane Kujo gradually fell into deep thought: Her training strategy should be correct. It was okay for Gin Wolf or Snake, but why did the other cubs enter their rebellious stage one by one and start to be keen on fighting and destroying the house?
"Hagi! Don't touch that toy bomb with a cigarette in your mouth! And you're not allowed to stay on the Ferris wheel... Ahhh, the Ferris wheel is going to explode! Help, help! And who gave Hiro that dangerous object in his hand... Shuichi, what are you doing? You bad cat!"
"Byakuran is stealing other animals' territory again today. How come Tsunayoshi is still so easily bullied even though he's grown up... You bad snake! Take away all the marshmallows!"
Akane Kujo is so engrossed in her games every day that her brother gets irritated when he sees her clinging to her phone: "What's so good about these electronic pets? They're even more of a shut-in than Kakyoin, never leaving the house and playing whenever they have a free moment."
In order to punish the internet-addicted girl, Jotaro Kujo took her with him on a business trip to Italy, intending to help her quit her internet addiction.
Sicily, Italy.
Seeing his sister being hit on by a bunch of random men, the invincible Stand user clenched his fists: This is worse than a Tamagotchi.
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