-1-
M pried open the juice bottle cap in less than ten seconds.
She turned around and handed the opened juice over. She had intended to add a mocking "Hehehe weakling" but instead she was surprised by the furry white ears on the heads of her superiors and subordinates.
The puppy raised his head and praised her softly.
M: “…”
M's ridicule immediately turned into a calm teasing.
"You are too weak, Xiao P."
"Of course. That's why I need your protection even more."
“…”
-2-
Perhaps realizing that she couldn't think of anything to say, Miss Border Collie once again put her hand on her arm, just like every typical virtuous "wife" would do.
The long white silk gloves almost covered all the skin, and the touch was just cold silk... M lowered his eyes, feeling a little regretful for no reason.
She would frequently touch Xiao P's arms on her way to and from get off work, and she knew what Xiao P's real arms felt like.
Men’s arms actually have nothing to do with “softness” or “silk”. Xiao P’s arms actually have some unexpected muscle lines, just like his body hidden under his clothes.
It's not rock hard, but feels really good.
-3-
Whether it's biting, scratching, reaching out and hugging her shoulders, hugging her and trying to be cute, or sleeping with her on her belly, it's all great.
M likes it very much.
...She didn't like these thin arms that were completely wrapped in long white gloves and were deformed from their childhood.
Hmm.
She wanted to touch the real little P.
...Suddenly she remembered that she hadn't touched her real vagina for a long time.
-4-
Ever since the rumor about her first love—no, ever since the mission with the Route 999 car—
Xiao P has never really slept with her!
Mr. Black Cat was almost frightened by her rare "recalling the past", but after being frightened, she was also angry at the key points revealed by this recall.
Yes, thinking about it carefully, after the road bike mission, even if there was any close contact, it was just that he was a little annoyed by her pestering, so he quickly "served" her.
The "service" was so sloppy that he didn't even let her take off his clothes.
Even though she broke into his bedroom more than once, rolled around on his quilt, and loudly asked to play rolling around - the subordinate was not really shaken and agreed to sleep with her.
What the hell is he doing?! He hasn't slept with his boss in ages! Is he busy with something else besides his boss?! Is he some asexual ex-husband who just came here during the cooling-off period?!
In the past, the frequency of their nightlife was clearly...
Tsk, I can’t count it, but it’s definitely much more than the current situation!
-5-
Mr. P, who had been watching her tail, immediately noticed that his boss's tail was wagging faster.
...Suddenly feeling irritable? Why are you suddenly irritable again?
He raised his head and carefully observed the slightly standing hair on the other person's ears.
What could have suddenly upset her? Did she hurt her hand opening the bottle cap just now?
"Xiao P! I'm not going to do this crappy mission anymore! I want to go back and sleep with you! Right now! Right now! For the whole night!"
...Hmm. I have the answer.
-6-
My boss’s crazy train of thought is indeed an eternal mystery. I really don’t know how her thoughts jumped from opening a bottle cap to here.
…My boss wasn't one to dwell on the past, so I thought she hadn't noticed my recent avoidance of intimacy… Ahem. She'd been discovered now.
Miss Bian Mu looked away: "Look, the set of instruments in the center of the venue has started to move."
Mr. Black Cat: "I'm warning you not to change the subject! Disharmony in marital life will cause big problems!"
Ms. Bian Mu: "Have you forgotten that we are pretending to be a couple? As your simple subordinate, I have no obligation to maintain the harmony of husband and wife life."
Mr. Black Cat: "...How dare you talk back! Don't bother me with these messed up definitions of identity. I know you—"
Miss Border Collie softened her tone, leaned closer, and put her furry dog ears on her shoulders: "Be quiet. You're too loud and scared me."
“…”
-7-
Is it because she’s wearing a skirt? This guy is a little too delicate today.
Mr. Black Cat hugged his arms, seemingly feeling a bit nauseous. However, his tail happily slowed down its wagging speed again.
"Speak nicely, Little P. Do you think this clumsy act of coquettishness disguised with a babyish appearance and white fur ears will have any effect on me?"
It just works.
Your ear hair is smooth.
Mr. P felt a little helpless, but he thought she was cute.
…Although he really intended to continue avoiding intimacy, this kind of adult transaction that he couldn't even say he liked would be avoided as much as possible, especially after discovering the Eternal Life Society and officially reaching a deal with W… He needed to concentrate on business…
-8-
Okay, another excuse.
In fact, he was not keen on this matter.
She discovered W's existence, her first love's existence, and the existence of the president...
He really didn't have the mood to continue fooling around with her.
-9-
Mr. P hates being treated as a substitute.
Whether it's her beloved twin sister, her first love whose credibility is questionable, or the black-haired president who has a close relationship with her and emerges from her shadow...
Mr. P knew very well that his boss was not a cowardly bastard who would look for a substitute to express her emotions, and she had clarified more than once that "Little P is Little P" - but, before finding solid evidence, he would be cautious and would not make a final judgment.
A group of people inexplicably showed up, with unfathomable expressions, all claiming to be an indispensable presence in Miss M's past - bullying him for having no memories, bullying him for being just a ghost with a term of fifty years, bullying him for not being able to get involved in her long and complicated past, right?
Mr. P doesn't like it.
-10-
Therefore, before completely driving away those inexplicable guys, he had no mood to satisfy his boss's sexual needs that he just wanted to kill time and space and satisfy his crazy desires.
He didn't want to do that even if she acted super cute and rolled around on his quilt.
Mr. P knew too well how good his boss was at acting cute and coquettish. He had reason to believe that she had used this method to provoke a group of fleas who inexplicably thought they were indispensable to her.
-11-
Mr. P won't be angry with his boss, but he always has the right to refuse to have sex with her.
Who says refusing to have sex is considered cold? Look, he's been secretly avoiding her until now, and if the boss hadn't suddenly recalled her memory, she wouldn't have realized it at all...
Why did she think of this at this moment? She usually wanted to have sex because she was bored and wanted to have fun... How could she be bored in an interracial concert with twisted rules?
-12-
Miss M didn't feel bored.
She simply wanted to get close to her subordinate, and she naively forgot the consequences of her previous close contact - she couldn't help but kissed the person's eyes while poking his face for fun, and was scared to the point of losing consciousness, and was tricked into coming here to wear cat-ear men's clothing.
Who knows, next time she kisses you, she might just go and kiss somewhere else.
Even if she put all the blame on her subordinates, it was she who took the initiative to kiss them.
-13-
...Why would a subordinate have a "no kissing" rule? They'd been together countless times, and yet she wasn't allowed to kiss him. Would kissing destroy the world?
↑The rules I agreed to and set myself have proven to be useless.
Ms. Black Cat was a little emotional again, but after looking around the venue with dissatisfaction, she turned her attention back to the task.
As long as she wanted him to have sex, she would have no choice. At worst, after the task was over, she would drag him back to the dormitory, pull out a knife and force him to do it. Anyway, she just wanted to be intimate and have fun, and Xiao P was so weak that even a hen couldn't resist.
↑The rough solution I had agreed to before the divorce turned out to be useless.
-14-
...Ahem, ignore the subtlety of the arrow.
In the grand hall with golden as the main color, among the numerous orcs with different expressions, the quiet sound of piano can be heard under several multi-layer crystal chandeliers made of obsidian.
The Border Collie's furry ears, which had been pressed tightly against her to shake and comfort the cat, stood up - her head turned away from her shoulder.
M felt inexplicably unhappy and wanted to reach out and pull it back.
But the subordinate looked very serious, unlike his previous joking appearance, so she resisted the urge to cause trouble.
"What's wrong?"
"It's a violin... but among the instruments in the center of the venue... the violin didn't move."
Yeah.
"Maybe some other group. There are performances everywhere outside this concert."
The subordinate shook his head.
"No. It's the piano music inside the concert hall... alone... coming from... the upper center stage..."
He frowned slightly: "It's impossible for me to mishear a performance."
-15-
Miss Border Collie took a few more steps forward and took off the long white gloves that were originally on her husband's arm.
"That violin should be in..."
Mr. Black Cat's tail stopped swinging and circled the glove that was about to be withdrawn.
"Don't separate from me. Do you want to be torn to pieces by those hungry female orcs?"
"...Sorry. I think the violin is in the small ballroom on the second floor..."
"Walk."
-16-
The violin was indeed in the small dance hall on the second floor.
The problem was - more than one violin was lying in the center of the small dance hall, and the orcs on the second floor seemed to have regarded the sound of the violins as the official start of the concert. They had already rushed into the dance floor and started dancing.
Miss Bian Mu's gaze passed unnoticed over the white-robed man leaning against the stairs at the corner who had passed out unconscious, and then rested on the violin set at the front.
"The anomaly detected by the Observation Department has begun." He turned to report to his superiors, "The concert must begin with the central group of instruments. The instruments scattered around the edges of each floor can only serve as auxiliary amplification for the latter half of the performance. But the central group of instruments still hasn't sounded, and now the entire concert has been prematurely called off by the violinists on the second floor."
M glanced coldly at the orcs who were laughing and dancing together: "Can you tell what song is playing now?"
"If the background information is correct, the concert should open with the movement 'Spring'."
Mr. P listened carefully for a moment. “But what’s coming now… is a variation on ‘Spring’… more like… ‘Courtship’.”
No wonder.
She had seen two bucks jumping and butting their antlers, while a doe circled nearby, giggling at the falling scraps of flesh and antlers.
-17-
"'Courtship' will stimulate the fighting spirit among male orcs..." Mr. P carefully observed his surroundings. "Now there is almost no chance to cross the chaotic dance floor to check the violin..."
"Come here, follow me."
——Mr. Black Cat suddenly pulled his wife's long gloves and thrust himself into the dance floor with great force.
-18-
She is the giant sickle that plunges into the dance floor.
A male mountain lion with bared fangs faced them head-on, but Black Cat reached out and broke the half-human-high fang, breaking the entire gum from the inside out along the crack. Then she plunged the broken fang into the mountain lion's eye, turned around and punched the male Bengal tiger on the left, breaking the bridge of its nose. Behind her, an antelope aimed at her wrist, but Black Cat held onto his wife's shoulder, jumped, kicked out, and kicked the charging antelope over.
Twenty-seven seconds later, the three large, strong male orcs completely lost their ability to attack.
Mr. Black Cat landed lightly on the ground, raising his chin in disgust, while his wife stretched out her hands and clapped her hands.
-19-
Mr. Black Cat: “…”
Mr. Black Cat turned his head and glared at this guy.
Miss Border Collie, who was still clapping, smiled back, "You don't need a mate at all. You're the most powerful and handsome person here."
"...You've been saying too much useless flattery today, Little P. Are you just going to stand by and praise and applaud your boss while he's working?"
Miss Border Collie reached out to help him straighten his tie, and then bent down to straighten the hem of his suit that had been ruffled during the fight.
"Because I'm here to praise and applaud," she tilted her head and gestured over there, "so you won't be overwhelmed by the enthusiastic girls."
Mr. Black Cat looked in the direction she indicated and immediately met the hungry gazes of several lionesses and tigresses.
Mr. Black Cat: “…”
-20-
Mr. Black Cat turned his head.
"Xiao P, I want to sleep with you."
"This is work time, please be serious."
"Xiao P, I don't want those lions and tigers. The way they look at me seems to be green."
"Don't be afraid. I'm standing in front of you as your 'wife'. They can't get you unless they kill me."
"But little P, you're so weak. You'd be killed with just one peck from a hen, not to mention a tigress."
“…”
"Little P, stay close to me. Little P, you must not die now. Die later."
“…”
-twenty one-
How else can it be attached tightly?
——Mr. P is a man who is used to keeping a safe distance from the opposite sex with his boss. At most, he will just hug her tightly, but he will not act like his boss who is so spineless and clings to her and acts coquettishly.
Moreover, his and his boss's self-control cannot be generalized. He can still concentrate on his work when faced with clingy and spoiled behavior, but if his boss is faced with his complete clinginess...
Well, he would probably have a stress reaction and scratch his face.
-twenty two-
But those animals in the back that are spying on their superiors do need to be driven away.
Mr. P thought for a moment, motioned Miss M to raise her hand, and led her in a duet. After the first circle, he unnoticedly grasped Mr. Black Cat's tail.
He just grabbed it gently and brought it a little closer while spinning, and Mr. Black Cat's tail naturally wrapped around his partner's waist.
Just like how she had unconsciously wrapped her tail around his glove just now.
After making sure that the tail was more conspicuously wrapped around her waist, Miss Border Collie turned around again and showed it to the back.
The lioness and tigress staring at him from behind: "Huh——"
They let out low hissing sounds and angrily knocked over wine glasses and tables, then turned and threw themselves into the arms of other males.
Mr. Black Cat: “…”
-twenty three-
Ms. Black Cat was continued to be led in circles towards the depths of the dance floor, but her mind was still confused and she hadn't reacted to the sudden change in the situation.
"what happened?"
"You might not understand this," the Border Collie lady explained gently as she guided her in the male dance. "In the orc world, when a male wraps his tail around a female's waist, it signifies a strong possessiveness, sexual desire, and love for his partner. To them, this action is incredibly explicit and intense, no less so than a human witnessing a couple making out in public."
Mr. Black Cat: “…”
Mr. Black Cat looked down at his tail, which was still stubbornly wrapped around his subordinate's waist.
She tried to pull it away... but failed, perhaps because her control was not good enough, so she tried to reach out and grab it back...
Miss Border Collie: "Don't worry. This is just a necessary disguise. It will reduce the number of female beasts that covet you. We are not beastmen. I just guided you to wrap your tail around it. It doesn't represent any subconscious thoughts."
……oh.
But Mr. Black Cat still lowered his head and looked at his partner's waist.
-twenty four-
Since Mr. Black Cat kept his head down and was in a daze, Miss Border Collie, who was trying hard to guide her to dance the male steps, had to change her dance steps, put her arms around her shoulders, and lead her into the deep part of the dance floor using the male steps.
But Mr. Black Cat wasn't focused on dancing at all. Otherwise, she would have taken advantage of the situation and started being clingy.
“That’s not fair.”
"It's my fault, Ms. M. Please focus on your mission first. Once the disguise is over, I will..."
"Where's your tail? Why isn't it wrapped around me? This isn't fair."
“…”
So she cares about this.
-25-
Mr. Black Cat raised his head, his eyes were pitch black and particularly deep.
"So what do you mean? Where's your tail? Why isn't it wrapped around me?"
"I……"
"You don't have any possessiveness towards me? Or do you have no sexual desire towards me?"
"I……"
"If you don't want the tail, you can donate it to other dogs in need. Do you want me to rip it off for you?"
“…”
-26-
Mr. P has a headache.
"To hide my curves, I wear a long skirt, Miss M. A tube-length skirt that reaches to my ankles. My tail can't possibly stretch out..."
Ms. M: "Who knows if you did it on purpose. You wore a skirt that didn't reveal your tail just to avoid haunting me."
"I……"
"We're husband and wife! Husband and wife are meant to be entwined with each other!"
"We are just pretending to be a couple..."
"Don't talk back!"
...My head hurts so much.
-27-
Miss Border Collie frowned slightly, then relaxed, then turned her head and looked away, her expression just like a wife who didn't want to talk to her resentful husband at all during the cooling-off period of divorce.
Mr. Black Cat: "...What's with your attitude, Little P! Turn your eyes around and explain yourself to me!"
——No wonder she always felt that Xiao P was treating her with the attitude of an old couple who were about to get divorced. Obviously, this was definitely not an illusion!
Miss Bian Mu coaxed her in a half-hearted manner, "I'm working. Please stop arguing."
“…”
-28-
Miss M feels a little itchy.
She gritted her teeth and suddenly felt that behind the words "stop arguing", there seemed to be another sentence "we will get divorced if you argue again".
…This sentence pattern sounded strangely familiar to her, but it was definitely impossible for Xiao P to say it to her?
If it wasn't Xiao P who said it to her, then who said it to whom, and why did it sound so familiar to her? In her first love memories, she had never impatiently perfunctorily dealt with that black-haired man.
Huh.
-29-
It's not just that uninteresting and boring first love.
The me in that memory of my first love... the me later in marriage... was gentle, considerate, shy, submissive and virtuous.
Miss M recalled herself in love, and her stomach even began to churn.
"Xiao P." She whispered, "I'm not happy. My stomach feels bad. I want to vomit."
Mr. P: “…”
Mr. P: "If you mind the tail tangling to this extent, Ms. M, I will give you an extra ear tail after the mission is over... Don't..."
The handsome, powerful black cat buried his face palely in his partner's neck.
-30-
"Little P."
He murmured softly, "I really want to throw up. My stomach feels so bad."
-31-
The puppy in the white skirt immediately reached out and hugged her tightly.
He discarded any pretense of weakness and stopped observing the violin that was approaching.
"Bear with it. I'll take you out."
-32-
Five minutes later, on the second floor of the concert hall, in the bathroom.
——Miss M is really vomiting.
In the past, "disgusting" was just an exaggerated adjective she used to express disgust, but she never thought that she was "disgusted to the point of vomiting."
A pure... intense... unbearable feeling of disgust... turned into a churning in my stomach...
Was it because of the strange variation in the music? It affected not only the orcs, but also her own sanity?
Or was it because of that strange memory——a memory that was definitely wrong——
No, she had no time to think.
Miss M gripped the edge of the sink tightly, digging her nails until they were almost broken. She spat out the cocktail, cheese tart, and even the carrot salad she had this morning.
After vomiting all her energy, she began to vomit acid.
-33-
The male appearance she had conjured up had long since been shattered. The extremely uncomfortable stomach made her subconsciously transform into her female self. In her blurred vision, she could already see swaying black bangs and long black hair.
But the next second, the shaking long hair did not fall down. She felt a hand holding all the loose long hair, combing it gently, and helping her tie it behind her head.
There was also a hand on her back, rubbing it in circles up and down, giving her warm comfort.
Miss M closed her eyes and turned on the faucet.
"Who let you in, Xiao P?"
-34-
Mr. P reached out and turned the faucet to warm water.
The subordinate seemed to have no intention of maintaining his youthful appearance. After all the disguises were removed, M discovered that the white dress he used to transform into was actually a set of white sports casual clothes.
But the jewelry on his ears seemed to be genuine, and the pearl tassel earrings still gave him a beauty that transcended gender.
As expected, the original little P looks the best.
If he hadn't vomited like that, M would definitely reach out to pull his tassels and play with them, and then laugh at him for dressing like a child.
...If she hadn't vomited like this.
"I repeat the order. Little P. Get out."
"With all that vomiting going on," Mr. P said, frowning, "I can't possibly wait outside."
"How disgusting. Little P, you would want to get close to... a guy who pukes like this..."
"I have never seen what you look like."
He reached out again to touch her back - but M snapped his hand open.
She closed her eyes and said, "Get out. Don't make me repeat it a third time."
“…”
This should be driven away.
She hated being spied on by any other creature...in her miserable moments.
-35-
But she waited for a long time, but she didn't see any footsteps leaving.
When he opened his eyes again, his subordinate was still standing behind him with a cold expression.
M: "...Do you really want to die?"
"It doesn't matter. This isn't the first time you've tried to kill me. The only difference is that this time you're just venting your anger, not the romance."
"you--"
-36-
Mr. P's expression was unprecedentedly cold. He held her long hair with one hand and pressed the back of her tense hand by the pool with the other, then leaned over directly -
Kissed her.
The kiss landed on the corner of the mouth, closest to the lips.
-37-
Just a little bit, just a little bit... it's a kiss.
-38-
After a minute, he straightened up.
"Alright." His tone was also very cold. "I've used one minute to fully prove that you're still charming and adorable even after vomiting like this, and you deserve many, many kisses. So stop messing around and let me stay here and continue to take care of you while you vomit. This is not the time for me to obey your orders."
Ms. M: “…”
Ms. M: "I was vomiting just now!! You saw me vomiting just now!!"
"Um."
"You—you—lunatic!! Mentally ill!!"
"Um."
“You—you—”
"Hmm. Here, rinse your mouth."
“…”
-39-
Miss M's stomach no longer churns.
The rest of her body rolled around instantly, as if they were hit by a strange beast that was upside down, in a disordered order, and unable to find their original position - the heart, the blood vessels -
But it was just a kiss on the corner of her mouth, from the weakest child she had ever seen.
-40-
...She is the most powerful banshee, how could her normal heartbeat rhythm be completely disrupted by such a kiss?
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