What should I do if my pet loves watching anime?

The days passed smoothly between training, studying, and research.

Thanks to the growth period of the Scyther, Zhao Wumian generously gave Gu Beiri a break, but the original goals remained unchanged.

Gu Beiri also took this opportunity to bring the Scyther home, intending to tell Gu Jianguo and his wife, but unfortunately the two elders were away visiting relatives.

After staying at home for two days, Gu Beiri felt extremely bored, so he invited Su Wenya to his home as a guest.

In the evening, the old television that Rongrong Sheep treasured and used to watch "A Certain Scientific Railgun" every day became a small pleasure in their mundane life.

Gu Beiri was busy in the kitchen, the spatula clanging against the iron pot, and the aroma of food spreading out.

Su Wenya sat on a single sofa in the corner of the living room, a thick academic journal spread out on her lap, a faint smile on her lips, her gaze occasionally glancing from the pages of the book towards the center of the living room.

Gastly floated leisurely beside her, its purplish-black mist body rising and falling slightly, as if it were dozing off or watching a good show.

On the carpet in the center of the living room, the fluffy sheep sat upright.

Its amber eyes were fixed on the television screen, which was showing the classic scene of Misaka Mikoto manipulating iron sand to form a giant.

The white fur around its neck trembled slightly with each release of electricity by Mikoto, and the blue sphere at the end of its tail flashed rhythmically.

Just then, a bright green figure glided across the living room at an astonishing speed, or rather, scrambled and crawled over, and came to a precise stop right in front of the television.

It's a flying mantis.

Now it is quite large, standing at 1.6 meters tall, it can almost block out most of the TV screen when it stands in front of it.

Its emerald green shell gleamed with a healthy sheen under the light. Although the wings on its back could not yet support long-distance flight, short-distance gliding and rapid turns were already a piece of cake.

At this moment, its iconic scythe-like forelimbs touched the remote control, and then it was excitedly gesturing, its compound eyes fixed on the screen, and it was making rapid and excited "cha-cha" sounds.

The screen then showed the beginning of another animation.

As the stirring background music begins, a warrior clad in crimson armor and wielding a long spear roars as he charges toward a massive enemy.

Possessed by evil spirits!

The roar, emanating from the cheap television speakers, carried a strange, infectious quality.

The little flying mantis froze, and then an indescribable excitement swept over it.

It suddenly turned around and looked at the fluffy sheep, raising two sickles high and crossing them in front of its chest, trying to imitate the pose in the picture. Although it looked a bit comical due to the difference in body structure, its dedication and enthusiasm were undeniable.

"Cha-cha-cha-cha—!!"

(Hey bro! Look! This! This pose! Isn't it cool! Doesn't it look like me!)

It excitedly waved its sickle, nearly hitting the potted plant next to it.

Fluffy Sheep: "..."

It silently stared at the television screen, which was completely blocked, then looked at its younger brother, who was excitedly waving his arms and legs. A hint of helplessness and grievance flashed in its amber eyes.

Of course it recognized the pose; wasn't this one of the "cool poses" it had "shown" to the little flying mantis a few days ago?

Originally intended to help the Scyther pass the time, it unexpectedly became the beginning of its miserable life.

Its Misaka Mikoto!

Its Railgun tutorial time!

It's at a crucial moment!

The sheep's ears drooped down a little, and the blue sphere at the tip of its tail dimmed slightly.

It opened its mouth as if to say something, but seeing the pure and excited look in the little flying mantis's eyes, it swallowed its words back.

I'm so happy... and this anime seems... pretty exciting too?

The fluffy sheep was struggling internally.

As the eldest brother, it felt it should take care of its younger brother's interests.

But...it really wants to see Misaka use the Iron Sand Giant!

The little flying mantis was completely unaware of its older brother's inner turmoil. It was completely absorbed in the intense battle on the screen and began to imitate the actions in the animation, mimicking them quite well in the limited space of the living room. Occasionally, the airflow from the vacuum wave would lift the papers on the coffee table.

"Pfft."

Su Wenya finally couldn't help but chuckle. She closed the journal in her hand and watched the scene with great interest.

Gastly floated up and circled around the two little guys, making "fuee-fuee" sounds, as if it was chuckling.

When Rongrongyang heard Su Wenya's laughter, she felt even more embarrassed.

It glanced furtively towards the kitchen; Gu Beiri was still busy and seemed oblivious to the commotion in the living room.

Finally, the fluffy sheep took a deep breath, as if it had made a major decision.

It stretched out its forelimbs and patted the little flying mantis's... well, probably around its hip bone.

Clearly, as the eldest brother, it's not very big.

"Rong..."

(See? Keep it down.)

It gestured with its eyes, then silently moved to the side, giving up the prime spot in front of the TV. It then huddled reluctantly to the side of the sofa, only able to see the TV screen at an angle, and had to be careful not to get hit by the scythes swung by the little flying praying mantis.

The little flying mantis then realized what was happening. It looked at its older brother, whom it had pushed aside, and then at the intense fight on TV. A hint of apology flashed in its compound eyes, but more than that, it was excited.

It moved cautiously, trying to give the fluffy sheep a little more of its view, but to little avail.

"just……"

(Brother, I'm sorry... but this is really good...)

The fluffy sheep shook its head, indicating that it was okay, and then tried to focus its attention on the TV.

Although the angle isn't great and part of the picture is blocked, well... it'll do.

Because it's the eldest brother.

It looked at the roaring red warrior on the screen, and then secretly glanced at its little brother imitating him with great enthusiasm. The grievance in its heart faded away, and it even wanted to laugh.

Never mind, as long as my brother is happy.

Little brother, big brother isn't sad... not sad at all...

Waaaaaaahh ...

At the kitchen doorway, Gu Beiri came out carrying two plates of freshly cooked dishes and happened to see this scene.

The fluffy sheep huddled sadly by the sofa, while the little scyther took center stage, waving its arms and legs excitedly. Su Wenya and Gastly watched the show from the sidelines.

He raised an eyebrow, placed the dishes on the table, wiped his hands, walked over, and ruffled the fluffy sheep's head: "What's wrong? Did some evil spirit steal your territory?"

The fluffy sheep rubbed against his hand and made a muffled "Fluffy..." as a tacit agreement.

Gu Beiri then looked at the little mantis, who was completely immersed in the world of animation. The little guy was imitating the roar in the story, squeezing out a childish "Haa!" from his throat, and swinging his scythe with great force.

"This is called reaping what you sow!"

Gu Beiri flicked the sheep's head lightly on the forehead and said with a smile.

"Rong~"

The fluffy sheep looked at Gu Beiri pitifully, its beady eyes seemingly about to burst into tears.