The Strange Cat from Fuuto

"Forehead!"

The experienced driver jolted violently, jerking his head back and swinging his hands behind him. His black pupils dilated rapidly, losing their original color.

The experienced driver, whose pupils had changed from black to white, stared blankly at his hands and touched his face. When he saw the Drive, he exclaimed, "What's going on? Why am I not in the Drive?"

"Who am I now?"

The experienced driver, startled, glanced at the rearview mirror of the car, which was stained with soy milk.

Do not!

It must be the belt Zankelim that has taken over the old driver's body, saying, "I have become you, Shinnosuke!"

Touching the old driver's face, Sankrim pinched his own cheek hard.

"It hurts!"

The old driver's cry of pain rang in his ears, and Sankrim also felt the pain in his belt.

"What on earth is going on, Belt-san?"

The puzzled driver wanted to touch his aching cheek, but as soon as he raised his arm, he was controlled by an inexplicable force.

"I think I know what's going on between us, Shinnosuke!"

"what happened?"

"I...I...I..." Zankrim, his voice hoarse, managed to say, "My consciousness has transferred into your body!"

"What!?"

...........

Special Affairs Building, Top Floor Conference Room.

"Hey, hey, hey, haven't you submitted the report on the 3B incident yet?"

Sitting at the head of the table was Jun Honganji, who was wearing glasses and lying on a table piled high with various documents.

Jun Honganji quickly glanced at the documents in his hand and tossed them aside. "Why is the Experiment Department applying for funding again? Wasn't it already approved?"

"And why haven't the guys from the investigation department submitted their reports yet!?"

"West City!"

Honganji Jun suddenly raised his head and glared at Saijou. Saijou, with dark circles under his eyes, yawned and said wearily, "Section Chief, please spare me!"

"I haven't slept in a long time; I've almost forgotten the last time I slept!"

With an expression that said, "If you push me too far, I'll die," Nishijo Kyu slumped onto the table and said weakly, "The 3B incident has encountered new problems, so the incident is not yet over. The report will be submitted only after the incident is completely resolved."

"The experimental department's funding request is because the driver developed by Ms. Sawakami was damaged by Chase and Gang again, and funds are needed for repairs."

"What about the people from the investigation department?"

"Boss, have you forgotten something? Last week, you sent the head of the investigation department to watch the toilets. Now the investigation department is leaderless. None of the guys in the investigation department want to take over. They're all avoiding us now!"

"Huh?" Honganji Jun asked in surprise, "Last week?"

"Wasn't that yesterday?"

"Section Chief, did you forget to take your medicine again?!" Xi Cheng scratched his hair, which was so oily it could be squeezed out of a handful. "You really need to rest. You've been working in the office for half a month straight. The doctor said you need to rest properly and take your medicine on time, otherwise your amnesia won't get better!"

"Oh dear!" Honganji Junichi exclaimed with a look of sudden realization, clapping his hands. "Oh, you forgot to take your medicine!"

"Don't mess with me, Section Chief!"

A furious look on his face as Nishijou slammed his head on the table.

"Ring ring..."

The phone on the table rang.

"Hello, this is the section chief's office. For official business, please press '1'; for any incidents, please press '2'; if you know of any auspicious burial plots, please reserve them for me. Thank you!"

With a sense of utter despair, Nishijou looked at Honganji Jun as he spoke, venting his frustration at working overtime for half a month.

Honganji Jun ignored it, simply took a sip of water, and continued working.

“Secretary Nishijo, there’s a young man named Tomari Shinnosuke who claims to be an acquaintance of the section chief and wants to see him.”

"An acquaintance of the section chief?" Nishijo Kyu's drawn-out tone drew Honganji Jun's attention. Nishijo Kyu replied, "Bring him up, you must bring him up!"

With his tone becoming agitated, Nishijo Kyu was now desperate to find someone to take his section chief away, anyone, even a robber!

Who knows what happened after he became this secretary? Jun Honganji, the legendary head of the "Demon Section Chief," is famous for working overtime.

To avoid being bothered by his family, he even sent his wife and daughter abroad.

Aren't you afraid of getting cuckolded for doing this?

Just as Xicheng was pondering whether to take a shower or go to sleep first when he got home, there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in!"

Without looking up, Honganji Jun spoke loudly, while Saijo Kyuu looked at the doorway with hopeful eyes.

The office door opened, and a young man in a suit walked in. The young man had a small mole on his chin.

"Ugh!"

Upon seeing this young man, Xicheng sighed dejectedly and went back to work.

He had no recollection of this young man and guessed that he was trying to get in through the section chief's connections, since Xicheng Jiu still had a list of his section chief's acquaintances and relatives.

"Finally, I see you, Section Chief!"

The seasoned driver, familiar with the situation, strode over to Jun Honganji's desk and slammed his hands on it.

"Hey, Chief. The Special Investigations Division moved without even telling me, leaving me all alone at Drive Base. That's heartless of you!"

The seasoned driver, who was full of complaints, saw a pair of confused eyes and asked Honganji Jun with a puzzled look, "Excuse me, young man, who are you?"

“The receptionist just reported that this guy is someone you know, so I let him up. Now it seems…” Xicheng Jiu curled his lip and took out an eye mask from the drawer and put it on.

Although I don't know how long I can sleep, I'll take advantage of this guy arguing with the section chief and sleep as much as I can!

"Xiao Jiu, don't you recognize me?" The veteran driver frowned, glancing at the table in front of Xicheng, and said, "And where's your favorite doll?"

"I'm telling you, if you have something to say, just say it quickly, don't disturb my rest."

"What dolls are there? I'm this old, how could I possibly touch such childish things?!"

He waved his hand at Xicheng Jiu, who was swatting away flies, and pouted, showing his impatience.

Honganji Jun continued to bury himself in piles of documents, while the veteran driver stared blankly at the two friends who were once the most familiar to him, but now the most unfamiliar.

"What's wrong with you guys? Why don't you recognize me anymore?!"

Suddenly agitated, the experienced driver grabbed Honganji Jun's shoulders and shook him, saying, "I'm Tomari Shinnosuke! I'm a member of the Special Investigation Division! I'm your comrade!"

"Stop shaking me! I don't know you at all!" Jun Honganji glared at the old driver, having broken free of his grip. "If you cause any more trouble, I'll have the guards throw you out right now!"

Junichi Honganji, with his beard bristling and eyes wide open, pushed the old driver.

"Oh!"

The door opened again, and a fragrant breeze wafted in.

"Section Chief~~"

Amidst the cloyingly sweet shouts, a charming woman walked in.

A pair of full, long legs encased in black stockings, hot pants that only reached the top of her thighs, and a small t-shirt that exposed her navel.

Her attire was very bold and fashionable, especially her alluring eyes, her fair skin with visible blue veins, and her long, wavy blonde hair.

It brought tears to the eyes of men and silenced daughters.

"Mist!"

The old driver, who was muttering to himself, watched as Shijima Kiriko walked in wearing high heels. Shijima Kiriko ignored the old driver and instead went to stand in front of Honganji Jun.

"Section Chief!"

With a long leg raised, Shijima Kiriko, who was straddling the table, leaned down and asked, "Hasn't the department's approval come through yet?"

Chapter Seventy: Am I insane, or is the world insane?!

"Section Chief!"

"Hasn't the department's approval been issued yet?"

Astride the table, Shijima Kiriko smiled seductively and leaned down, her chest revealing a deep cleavage as she faced Honganji Jun.

"This is Kiriko?!"

The experienced driver looked at Shijima Kiriko with a look of utter disbelief.

In his memory, Shijima Kiriko was an extremely traditional and conservative woman. She was very proper in both her work and life and had never worn such clothes before.

Not to mention, that's the tone of his voice!

"Shijima, it's not that I don't want to approve your department's application, it's just that you've given me a huge problem!" Jun Honganji looked up, first taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes, then slapping a document onto Kiriko Shijima's chest.

It blocked her ravine.

“Look at this yourself. The department’s daily expenses are normal, and the department’s group meals and entertainment expenses are fine too.” Honganji Jun said with a troubled expression, rubbing his temples, “But look at what else you’ve reported?”

"Cosmetics, clothes, alcohol, tobacco, even the money you spend going out to bars—do you expect the class to reimburse you?"

“But you can’t say that, Section Chief!” Shijima Kiriko, fanning herself with the documents in hand, had a glint in her eyes. “They did all this for the sake of the section. You know, I’m the one who brought in all the external sponsorships for the section. You can’t just turn your back on them!”

"What do you mean by 'putting your pants on and then denying it'..."

Besides a headache, the section chief of Honganji Temple also felt a stomachache. He waved his hand weakly and said, "Get out, get out!"

"But..."

“I understand, the approval will come through. But…” Jun Honganji’s eyes widened: “You must secure that next collaboration for me!”

"Don't worry, just keep an eye on it!"

Shijima Kiriko, a victorious smile on her face, turned and walked away. As she passed the old driver, she reached out and lifted his chin, giggling, "Where did this handsome young man come from? Which department are you from?"