The Strange Cat from Fuuto

In the alternate dimension, Mick, carrying the exhausted and unconscious Gang, passed through torii gate after torii gate and arrived before Miku's throne.

Miku, seated on the throne, had a gleaming left eye, and a mass of flesh was writhing between his hands.

"You're making a new driver again? What type is it this time?"

"Snapped!"

Mick, who had just been humiliated and left aside, took off the Fighting Hopper Driver from his right arm and placed it on a nearby table. The Fighting Hopper then hopped onto the table and remained motionless.

"Has he started again?"

Miku glanced at Gang, who had just suffered a setback, and Mick nodded: "That's right, because of the Sin Bottle, this guy's emotions and personality have started to split, but the process looks a little exciting!"

Mick stroked his chin and gave a mocking smile. "He really thinks everything is free, huh?"

"Everyone has this wishful thinking, you and I are no exception, it's just that we are cautious enough."

Miku, continuing to multiply the flesh and blood in his hands, glanced at Gang, who had just suffered a setback, and scratched his ear with his paw: "So what should we do next?"

"Throw him into the Mingshen Gate and let him reflect on his actions."

Miku gave the order directly, and Mik nodded and summoned a Roidmude to throw the Ming Shen Gate that Miku had just thrown into Miku's mouth. The Ming Shen Gate was a place that Miku used to imprison and punish criminals.

I created this extradimensional space on a whim.

"Speaking of which, you really never have a moment to spare." Mick curiously examined the mass of flesh between Miku's hands. After Miku and Serena returned, he began working on the development of a new driver.

Through this mass of flesh and blood, he seemed to see a new life being conceived.

But Miku clearly created the Driver!

“Making drivers by hand is very addictive!” Miku chuckled. “Besides, I can’t create worlds right now, and even if I did, I wouldn’t know where they would come from or what they would be for. So I might as well create drivers!”

Where did the materials come from?

"A world of biotechnology."

Mick offered a brief explanation, then shook his head: "Fine, but who are you planning to give it to?"

"A new friend!"

"Alright, you can continue. I'm going back now. The spring will probably start churning again after I've been out for just a short while!"

Looking at his younger brother, who was having a bit of a headache, Miku asked, "Are you planning to get married?"

"Are you kidding me!"

Suddenly bristling, Mick retorted irritably, "I only see her as a friend!"

"Girlfriends can be friends too!"

“It’s different!” Mick shook his head, pursing his lips. “Open the door, I need to go back!”

"Let's go back!"

Miku opened a spatial rift, the other end of which led to the Sonozaki mansion.

After Mick went inside, Miku closed the spatial rift.

Behind his throne lay a woman whose bones were all broken. She was barely breathing, on the verge of death, clinging to her last breath.

I just can't swallow it!

"If you dare to break into my house, I'll make you pay the price!"

Miku continued creating the driver in his hands while talking to himself, while the woman trembled slightly, seemingly saddened by her future fate.

............

In the evening, a black sedan drove into the Sonozaki family mansion.

The car slowly drove along the path leading to the mansion and finally stopped in front of the gate.

"Thank you for picking me up today, driver!"

The somewhat sullen little guy thanked the driver, and the driver smiled at him and said, "It's what I should do, young master."

"Goodbye."

"goodbye!"

After getting off the bus, the little guy walked step by step into the doorway. Inside, there was a spacious hall. He climbed the stairs directly opposite the door and reached the platform where the stairs connected. There, he looked at the statues of his family standing on the platform.

"Ugh!"

The sullen little guy went up the second-floor stairs into the main house. The front half of the foggy area was an entrance hall, only it was quite large.

The little guy, who had just entered the room, let the maid wipe his feet and brush his fur. The head maid, standing to the side, asked directly, "Young master, would you like to take a bath first or go see the master of the house?"

"I'll go check on Dad first!"

"Yes, the head of the family is in the study."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie Sugishita!"

"nothing!"

After watching the little guy go to the study, the head maid under her robe shook her head slightly: "Why does the young master always look so sullen when he comes back?"

The little guy entered the study and gently closed the door. Miku, who was engrossed in a book, looked up and said, "Oh, you're back!"

"Ok!"

Why do you look a little unhappy?

"Dad, am I too weak?"

The little guy looked up at his father and said dejectedly, "Every time, I can't beat them. I lose every single time."

"Is it that same organization again?"

"Yes, they've been causing trouble again. The officer and I went to stop them, but..."

The little guy looked pitifully at his father without saying anything more, and Miku closed the book.

"You're bothered by something like this?"

"Ok!"

"Ah!"

Miku chuckled softly, and the little guy looked puzzled: "Dad, what are you laughing at?"

“Silly son, as my son, remember one thing.”

"what?"

"You are better than anyone else, you are stronger than anyone else, and your starting point is the finish line that everyone in the world can only dream of."

"Can...."

The little guy wanted to say something more, but Miku jumped down and covered his mouth with its paw: "Okay, stop talking."

I've also learned about those people; they're a group of exceptionally ruthless individuals, each one having fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"Compared to them, you only lack combat experience."

"What should we do then?"

"It's simple, there are so many people in the family."

You can ask your Uncle Mick or Uncle Iggy to be your sparring partners, or you can actively seek out battles to gain experience and improve yourself through combat.

"Once you've experienced more, you'll realize how ridiculous all of this is right now."

"Ok!"

The little guy's dejection faded somewhat, replaced by a renewed sense of excitement: "I understand!"

"That's good!"

After patting the little guy's head, Miku wrinkled his nose slightly: "Why do you smell so strong?"

"Forehead..."

"Go wash up quickly!"

After sending the little guy off to take a bath, Miku stared longingly at the study door: "I hope you won't disappoint me, my son!"

An hour later, at dinner time.

A family who were having dinner suddenly heard a commotion outside.

"Mr. Miku!"

"Mr. Miku!"

"Mr. Miku!"

A flustered Shijima Kiriko rushed in, and Miku frowned, asking, "What's wrong, Miss Shijima? Why are you in such a panic?"

"Please, please save Bo! He's dying!"

"what?!"

Miku was startled and subconsciously looked at Serena. Serena was also a little puzzled, knowing that she had been very careful.

"I understand, we'll head over there right away!"

After wiping his mouth, Miku used spatial teleportation to move his family to Kuruma's hospital.

Inside the hospital, the veteran driver lay in the intensive care unit, his body wrapped in bandages, with the ventilator running at full power.

"this...."

Miku was even more shocked to see the old driver in this state. In his opinion, the old driver was indeed on his deathbed and about to kick the bucket!

"Mr. Miku, do you have a solution?"

"I have to see it for myself!"

With a flash, Miku slipped into the intensive care unit and then placed his tail on the old driver's head. Upon inspection, the old driver immediately exclaimed, "Holy crap!"

In his perception, the old driver's life force had become extremely weak for some reason.

In fact, his life force was weakening every moment and was about to go out!

"What on earth is going on?!"