Chapter 69 The Yun family compound is quite big.
How the Watanabe family explains to Hibari is naturally none of Chaomu's business.
To her surprise, the person involved, Hibari Kyoya, didn't seem to care much about the subsequent explanation. Before the Watanabe family members surrounded him, he snorted coldly, turned around and left with the hamster and the little yellow bird in his arms.
The most important "guest" had already departed, and it was clear that no one was interested in running the auction anymore. Although Toru Amuro was quite interested in the strange hamster that seemed to be able to defuse bombs, he had to give up his pursuit for the time being in order to avoid conspicuousness, finding an excuse to quietly exit the scene.
Shier was also reluctant to evacuate.
Although he did manage to avoid Yunque's pursuit thanks to Chaomu's warning, he now wanted to fight with the guy who kidnapped the hamster more than running away.
Despite thinking about it, he ultimately didn't put it into practice. That heartless little raccoon clearly had plans of her own. Given her relationship with the Tenth Generation Vongola, even if Hibari knew she was the chip thief, he probably wouldn't do anything irreparable.
Then again...does that guy still remember that her transformation buff was going to disappear early this morning?
The tall man squatted on the wall and watched the Fengji Group's convoy go away, and he uttered a word of disgust.
Don't let her change back into shape while she's acting cute. With her current strength, if she tries to hit Hibari Kyoya, she'll definitely be beaten into a raccoon pancake.
Chaomu disagreed with this question.
Her buff lasted until after three in the morning, so Yun Que would surely be asleep by then—looking at his cool demeanor, he probably wouldn't be the type to sleep with his new pet, right? Wouldn't it be easy for her to slip away then?
Then, she could just duck into any trash can and teleport back to her beloved hometown. If Yun Que missed her, she could come back every day to visit... Thinking about it this way, she seemed quite nice.
The corners of Chaomushu's mouth curled up wildly, and he scratched at the soft inner pocket of his suit, sticking half of his head out from above the pocket to see where the car had driven to.
The silver-grey hamster's head stood out against the dark fabric of his suit. Skylark lowered his eyes to glance at the furry head sticking out of his pocket, bent his slender index finger, and pressed the hamster's forehead with his knuckles to push her back.
The little animal squeaked in dissatisfaction and poked its head out again. He raised his lips slightly, and this time, instead of trying to stop her, he lifted her up and placed her on the car seat. The hamster slumped into the soft leather seat, now sitting still and obedient.
It was not until this time that Chaomu was able to see the entire interior of the car.
The back seat of the luxury car is quite spacious, and it looks like two people can roll around in it. Before reading the novel, I used to wonder if it would be too crowded for the domineering CEO to always roll around with the little white flower heroine in the car. Now it seems that she is too rustic. This size should be enough. The slightly crowded part is just for the atmosphere.
A leather chair this size, large enough for a person to lie down on, is undoubtedly a vast playground for a hamster. Shushu sniffed, pricked up his ears, and carefully climbed onto the middle tabletop, his wet nose resting on a blue ball that had suddenly enlarged.
Chaomushu: “!”
She blinked her eyes and took a half step back, barely able to make out the little yellow bird, Yundou, pecking at the blue ball with its beak. Seeing her retreat, the chubby little yellow bird took a step forward and pushed the ball into her face again.
It was a cold blueberry with water droplets still on it.
Yundou jumped eagerly, pushing Blueberry forward, as if wanting to share his food. The morning-dusk mouse twitched its whiskers, tentatively poked the water-soaked blueberry with its pink paw, and finally embraced it. "Squeak?"
Is it for her? Or do we have to share?
Birds and mice don't speak the same language, and the little yellow bird clearly didn't understand her question. Seeing her accept it, it fluttered back to the table. The morning mouse, clutching the blueberries, looked up and saw a small bamboo basket on a tray beside it. The basket was piled high with a variety of berries, all looking as if they'd been picked from the branches not long ago, visibly fresh.
...I feel that Yundou’s food seems to be quite good...The quality of these fruits is comparable to the special editions at Mrs. Kawasaki’s house.
Seeing that the little yellow bird had already started pecking at the raspberries, Chaomu didn't hesitate and sat on the table and took a bite of the blueberry - it had a crisp texture, was juicy, and tasted sweet, and it looked very expensive.
After she finished chewing one, Yundou pecked at another raspberry. The two furry balls sat shoulder to shoulder and ate hard, their soft silver-gray and warm yellow fur touching each other.
Hibari's gaze fell on the two furry figures, his knuckles slightly bent. Kusakabe Tetsuya, who was driving in front, cast a hesitant look in the rearview mirror. He looked up and said calmly, "What's up?"
"I just wanted to confirm... Mr. Gong, are you planning to continue tracking down the chip?" The mature-looking man with a crew cut coughed softly and said as tactfully as possible, "After all, it was Mr. Reborn who asked..."
Noticing the cold gaze of the young man with phoenix eyes behind him, he shuddered and instantly straightened his back: "I understand. I will continue to follow up on the Watanabe family."
As they talked, the hamster, munching on fruit with its back to Hibari, pricked up its ears and listened intently. He'd heard from Shiru before that, while Hibari was a member of the Vongola family, his connection to them wasn't particularly close. From what they'd said, it seemed the deal with the Watanabes was ordered by a member of the family named Reborn, and Hibari himself wasn't particularly interested in the task.
No wonder he didn't seem too anxious about not getting the chip. There must be some hidden story behind it.
Not only is Yunque's behavior a bit strange, her main quest hasn't shown as completed yet. There's only a gift package in her backpack for the bomb disposal achievement... It's estimated that the quest will not be completed until she leaves Yunque and gives the chip to Shen'er.
As Chaomushu speculated to herself, she finished showing off another raspberry. As she and Yundou chattered about their berries, the car drove smoothly into a secluded Japanese garden.
The car door opened, and Skylark walked out without waiting for the two small animals still squatting on the table. Chaomushu wondered for a moment if she could just move freely, when the man with the airplane hairstyle in the driver's seat deftly opened the car door and used a handkerchief to clean her and Yundou's paws and their fur, which had been soaked by the juice.
The mature, experienced man with the crew cut wiped the small animal's paws with meticulous and gentle movements, clearly not his first time. Afterward, the waiter arrived with a small cart, presumably prearranged. Besides the bird's nest, the cart also contained a luxurious four-story hamster villa.
"Mr. Gong hasn't given it a name yet, so the space for the nameplate will be left empty for now." Kusabake gently placed the hamster into the villa and turned back to instruct his subordinates, "Send them back to Mr. Gong's bedroom. Prepare food and bathing sand."
Crouching in the sawdust of the luxurious villa, Rat Mouse was pushed through the corridor by a servant, peeking out furtively. Skylark's mansion was even more deserted than she had imagined. The only sound in the Japanese-style courtyard was the gentle rustle of wind through bamboo tubes; even the servants' footsteps were barely audible.
I have to say, this flow of people is consistent with Yunque's personality of not liking crowded places - seeing his performance before, Chaomu felt that his cold face was probably not because he lost the chip, but because Master Watanabe found a bunch of people to "welcome" him.
But the house is so big, it would probably take a lot of people to clean it. Wouldn't these people have to sneak in to clean it when Yun Que is not home, and then slip away before he returns...
Skylark's house was clearly quite large, with this hallway seemingly stretching endlessly. Yundou had already fallen asleep in her nest, tugging at a cotton ball. Morning Mouse, bored, pawed at the bath sand, planning to wait until they reached the bedroom before considering escaping. Otherwise, the place was too vast, and it would take her ages to find Skylark's trash can on her own. Better to wait for someone to lead the way.
The waiter with the crew cut who sent her off was obviously a bit bored as well. He stared at the hamster in the cage with some curiosity. "Such a fat hamster... I wonder what Mr. Skylark will name you? Cloud Rat? Cloud Gray? Cloud Fatty?"
Asami: “……?”
She glanced disdainfully at the incredibly boring crew cut, scoffing at his naming aesthetic. "Let's not talk about those silly names, would Skylark change all his pets' last names to Yun?" But considering the format of Yundou, it didn't seem impossible.
As if noticing her disdainful look, the crew-haired guy started chatting with her: "Don't look so reluctant, you're definitely lucky to be following Mr. Skylark! Mr. Skylark is very kind to pets. Look at Renyundou, the food and drinks are all carefully selected organic agricultural products, and there are nutritionists who specially prepare the meals--"
His servile appearance always gave Chaomu a subtle sense of déjà vu, as if the butler in a domineering CEO novel was earnestly advising the innocent heroine who was brought in to accept her fate and submit to wealth.
If Skylark were some overbearing boss who owned all the trash cans in Japan, players might actually bow down and call him godfather, then try to replace him. But Skylark was just the guardian of some mafia family. Morning Mouse squeaked indifferently and scratched at the bath sand twice.
...You know what, rolling around in sawdust and bath sand is quite comfortable... She even wants to lie down in them.
Slowly, slowly, the hamster ball's sitting position became increasingly irregular, melting into a puddle of hamster biscuits on the sawdust. Yundou, half asleep, opened his eyes, chirped, and flapped his wings to fly over to her side. He used his beak to comb the hair on his head, then snuggled up to her.
The fur on the little yellow bird's chest was particularly soft, and the hamster became even more drowsy after being rubbed against it. It snored softly and tilted its head on its chest.
Today's exercise was indeed a bit too much for the hamster... How about taking a nap first? She definitely hadn't been corrupted by the rich furry family...
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