The Strange Cat from Fuuto

The little guy who had just knocked all the Roidmude to the ground activated the surrounding ground. The activated ground surged and swallowed the Roidmude that he had knocked down, leaving only their heads sticking out.

Looking around, it resembles a radish field.

"All done, call it a day!"

The little guy clapped his hands and put them on his hips. Suddenly, a white snowflake fell from the sky.

"Oh, it's snowing?"

The curious little guy caught a snowflake and examined it carefully in his hand. More and more snowflakes fell from the sky and soon covered the entire street.

On the snow-covered streets, crimson roses suddenly appeared, emerging from the snow and blooming rapidly.

The crimson roses blooming on the pristine white snow create a unique and eerie beauty.

"call..."

A strong wind blew across the flat ground, scattering the roses on the ground, their crimson petals fluttering in the air.

A figure draped in a blood-red robe appeared out of thin air.

"You are?!"

Upon seeing the figure shrouded in a blood-red robe, the little fellow felt a strange sensation in his heart for some reason.

Upon seeing the other person, one feels an urge to approach and get close to them.

Number 2, draped in a blood-red robe, raised his head slightly without saying a word, and a pair of unusual glasses suddenly lit up.

Connect immediately!

A magic circle engraved with a blood-red rose appeared in the air, and Number 2 reached in and pulled out a huge blood-red scythe.

"Crescent Rose!"

After Number 2 pulled the blood-red scythe from the magic circle, the magic circle transformed into countless blood-red petals that drifted in the wind.

"Whoosh!"

Number 2 ripped off his blood-red robe and threw it into the air, whereupon the robe instantly shattered into countless blood-red rose petals.

Amidst the fluttering rose petals, Number 2 abruptly vanished from the spot.

When it reappeared, it was already behind the little guy.

"Forehead..."

The little guy let out a whimper and slowly lowered his head, revealing a deep slash on his chest.

"how is this possible?"

The little guy collapsed to his knees, and Number 2 flipped the sickle behind him, the sharp blade hooking around the little guy's neck.

Number 2, who slowly pulled the trigger, was clearly trying to catch the recoil of the bullet fired from the Crescent Rose's internal gun and sever the little guy's head in one fell swoop.

"I'll die!"

The little guy, with goosebumps rising on his neck, looked terrified, his mind racing with alarm bells.

"If you cut him down, he'll definitely die!"

"Thump, thump!"

The little guy's heart pounded violently, alarm bells blaring in his head, and a dull thud came from his chest.

The little guy's pupils contracted rapidly, then dilated sharply.

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out.

However, the expected decapitation did not occur. Number 2, who was quickly pulling his scythe back in front of him, suddenly felt a heavy weight on the blade.

It turned out that the little guy who should have been beheaded by Number 2 was squatting on it.

The little creature, its eyes devoid of all emotion, crouched on the scythe, its legs bent, its hands hanging naturally between its thighs, its toes slightly raised, and its tail drooping behind it. A pair of dim eyes stared at it with an unsettling intensity.

At the same time, in the underground space of the Sonozaki mansion, the roars of monsters rang out once again.

The memory that was closely related to the little guy's fate erupted again, clearly indicating that the two had resonated once more.

"Roar..."

A low growl came from the little guy's throat. Upon seeing this, Number 2 immediately let go and retreated, the scythe falling down with the force of the movement.

"Shh!"

The moment the sickle fell, the little guy's figure vanished from the spot.

"Roar!!!"

Amidst a deafening roar, the golden armor on its body rapidly turned pitch black, and ten sharp, cold rays of light emerged from the little guy's ten fingers.

In a flash of cold light, countless claws rained down on Number 2 like a storm.

Faced with this situation where the slightest carelessness would mean certain death, Number 2's hands formed claws, and ten cold beams shot out from his fingertips, colliding fiercely with the little guy.

Just as the armor on the little guy turned black, a crack as deep as an abyss appeared on the little guy's chest.

As the cracks appeared, Miku, far away in the defense center building, became aware of them.

"It's gone berserk!?"

Miku's eyes widened slightly, and he lost his composure for a moment. Number 3 seized this opening and threw a punch.

The fist, accompanied by a gust of wind, tore through the air and struck straight at Miku's head.

"Snapped!"

After catching a fist capable of shattering a building with his backhand, Miku said indifferently, "Playtime is over!"

Grabbing number 3's fist, Miku swung it upwards and then slammed it heavily onto the ground.

"boom!"

Number 3, which smashed through the floor where the two were standing, plummeted downwards like a cannonball.

He smashed through floor after floor, creating a series of holes in the defense center building before disappearing underground.

"You blind fool!"

With a cold snort, Miku vanished from the spot.

On the other side, the battle between the little guy and Number 2 completely destroyed the street they were on.

The claw-like blades tore apart everything around them, including the trees on both sides of the road, which were shattered into countless wood chips after being touched by the claw-like blades.

"Roar!"

The little guy, roaring wildly, completely ignored the opponent's attacks and only kept attacking, attacking and attacking!

Faced with the onslaught of the little guy, which was like a raging storm, Number 2 was like a small wooden boat that kept leaping up and falling on the waves, appearing weak and helpless.

"Shh!"

A claw-like beam tore through space, heading straight for Number 2's neck.

If this is implemented, then Number 2 will suffer the fate of being dismembered.

"Snapped!"

The little guy's paw was grabbed by a large hand, and the incredibly sharp claws landed on the newcomer.

"laugh..."

Looking at the deep claw mark on his neck, Miku said with a headache, "The resonance rate has increased again!"

Damn it!

The little guy, whose right hand was being held by Miku, was still struggling.

The little guy's eyes gleamed with an increasingly fierce light, and a black mist emanated from the black mark on his chest.

Miku gave a cold snort after seeing the mark.

A slap landed on the little guy's chest, golden light flashed in his palm, and the little guy collapsed limply as if struck by a heavy blow.

"Dad... Dad?"

The little guy, who had just opened his mouth weakly, fainted the next second. Miku carried him on his shoulder and turned to look at Number 2.

The moment Miku looked at him, Number 2 quickly took a step back.

You give me a strange feeling!

Standing awkwardly, Number 2 revealed her emotions for the first time, letting out a roar at Miku as she shifted her body uneasily.

"Come with me!"

Miku, who had reached out to number 2, suddenly stepped back, and several shells fell where he had been standing.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Chapter 64: I'm sorry, W, I'm sorry, my dear friend!

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The continuous bombing sounds rang out, and thick smoke rose from the sudden bursts of fire.

Miku carried the little guy and jumped backward, landing on his toes and then slowly flattening his feet.

The movements were fluid and seamless, without making a sound.

Miku retreated as easily as a falling leaf, looking at the battered and bruised Number Three opposite him, whose white race car was parked beside him.

"You're really resilient to have survived," Miku said, lifting his son up slightly. "Or are all cyborgs from the Showa era like this?"

"Roar!"

Number 2, who let out a roar that had no deterrent power whatsoever, was about to charge at Miku again, but was stopped by Number 3.

"The objective has been achieved; there's no need to continue this futile battle."

"Let's retreat!"