The Strange Cat from Fuuto

Miku, the maid, was summoned and ordered to bring Wang Xiaoming over. The maid went immediately after receiving the order.

Miku didn't have to wait long before she saw Wang Xiaoming carrying the little guy. After Wang Xiaoming came in, he tossed the little guy aside. The little guy, freed from the clutches of the devil, quickly ran to Miku's side and glared angrily at Wang Xiaoming.

"Dad, he's bullying me!"

The little guy, who was eager to complain, had his head pressed down by his father. "Alright, this guy is someone your dad knows. Go out and play by yourself for a bit!"

"Ugh!"

The little guy let out an incredulous howl, looked at Wang Xiaoming, then at Miku, and finally, after confirming that the two really knew each other, he left the study dejectedly.

"What bad luck! I got beaten up for no reason!"

The little guy, muttering to himself, glared at Wang Xiaoming before closing the door, made a face, and ran away.

After the little guy left, Wang Xiaoming sat down on the sofa next to him, leaned back, and crossed his legs.

"Okay, don't you have anything to say?"

Wang Xiaoming looked at Miku with a scrutinizing gaze, and Miku shook his head: "What do you mean?"

"Stop playing dumb. There are only the two of us here. What exactly are you plotting?" Wang Xiaoming, who had put down his crossed legs, leaned forward slightly, his eyes filled with aggression.

"Nothing was done!"

Miku, who vehemently denied it, would never reveal his plan, let alone that it was Wang Xiaoming who asked him about it. If Wang Xiaoming found out, he would definitely get involved.

In the original story, why did Wang Xiaoming retain his knight power after entrusting his watch to the Little Demon King, instead of completely losing it like other knights?

Didn't you see that even after Orange God handed over the watch face, he couldn't escape the fate of becoming an ordinary person?

This guy is very cunning. He gave the Little Demon King half of his power from the beginning, consciously dividing the power so that Wang Xiaoming would have the last laugh and even get his hands on the Little Demon King's card.

"I don't want to talk about it!" After understanding Miku's meaning, Wang Xiaoming leaned back and said lazily, "Then can you explain to me what's going on in this world right now?"

"History here has been altered, don't tell me you didn't know, Your Majesty!"

As he spoke, each word distinct and deliberate, Wang Xiaoming stared intently into Miku's eyes.

"cut!"

Miku clicked his tongue and turned his head away: "I didn't expect you to find out!"

"Originally, I didn't plan to come to this world. At most, I would just make some contact with the knights of this world and get acquainted with them." Wang Xiaoming said shamelessly, completely ignoring Miku's contemptuous gaze. This grandson even had his own card, and he was only going to make some contact?

I think you're just after other people's Knight cards!

"But the shift in the world line of this world caused a violent upheaval, so I came!" Wang Xiaoming pointed to himself and continued to scrutinize Miku, who met his gaze without any hesitation.

After a moment, Wang Xiaoming said seriously, "You really don't intend to explain?"

"What does this mean? A shift in the world line?" Miku, with his paws outstretched, scoffed. "Forget it. When have the destroyers of worlds ever cared about changes in the world? We're all crows on the same tree; you and I are both black!"

"Looks like you're not going to talk!"

Wang Xiaoming stood up abruptly and stared coldly at Miku, his hand reaching into his clothes.

At this moment, the atmosphere became tense and hostile.

Chapter 73: Do you want to find your past, your former self?

Wang Xiaoming stood up from the sofa and stared coldly at Miku, his hand reaching inside his shirt.

Upon seeing Wang Xiaoming's actions, Miku narrowed his eyes slightly, and sparks flew from the fur on his tail.

The killing intent collided and intertwined between the two, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense and hostile.

A gentle breeze suddenly arose in the room with the windows open for ventilation, swirling back and forth between the two spaces.

The carpet on the floor was turned by the breeze, transforming from something as precious as gold into a smelly rag from a garbage dump. The bookshelf was also marked with many marks. A piece of white paper was lifted by the breeze and, before it could fall, it shattered into countless pieces of paper.

Amidst the fluttering paper scraps, Wang Xiaoming pulled his hand from his shirt and swiftly moved it towards his waist. Miku flicked its tail forward, creating several cracks in the space around it.

"Shh!"

With a whooshing sound, Miku's tail touched Wang Xiaoming's throat, its tip burning with flames.

Wang Xiaoming, whose driver was a finger's width away from his waist, did not continue to move, but instead took a deep look at Miku.

"You've become very strong now, Miku!"

With a sigh of admiration, Wang Xiaoming slowly withdrew his hand and raised it.

"Comparable to you. Besides, even now, having gained everything, I've already had my price taken away by fate. You don't understand, Shi!" After Miku pulled Wang Xiaoming's DCD drive into its hand with its paw, Wang Xiaoming narrowed his eyes: "Are you serious?"

"I have to be serious. If I don't handle this properly, I'll die."

"They will die too!"

“I can’t afford to gamble, and I don’t dare to gamble.” Miku took Wang Xiaoming’s control card box back and placed it at his feet.

"Was this your plan from the beginning?" Wang Xiaoming casually put his hands in his pockets. Miku said, "I didn't originally plan to, but when you were about to forcefully intervene, I made up my mind."

"So what do you plan to do to me?" Wang Xiaoming grabbed an apple from the side, took a bite, and said, "Kill me?"

Wang Xiaoming, chewing silently, awaited Miku's reply. Miku then opened a spatial rift: "I'm just temporarily borrowing your identity, and I've already arranged a place for your vacation."

"Traveling back and forth between the world all the time must be exhausting!"

"Heh!" Wang Xiaoming chuckled as he glanced at the spatial rift. "You really are thoughtful!"

Just as Wang Xiaoming was about to step into the spatial rift, Miku casually remarked, "When you see a knight using a watch face in the future, remember to keep something in reserve for yourself!"

"Ok!"

Wang Xiaoming gave Miku a deep look and stepped into the spatial rift. The rift closed instantly, leaving no trace. The cat, stroking the DCD drive, looked thoughtful: "Why did this feel a little too easy?"

"Am I...?"

"Got scammed again?"

As Wang Xiaoming stepped into the spatial rift, he put one hand in his pocket. His driver and control card had been taken away, but there was no anger or disappointment on his face, only calmness and tranquility.

"Yay, yay, finally I can relax for a while!" Wang Xiaoming took out his K-Touch and played with it in his hand. "I'll have to ask you to take care of that trouble for me, Miku!"

Miku, who thought he was on the third floor, never expected that Wang Xiaoming was already on the fifth floor!

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Outside the Sonozaki mansion, a red sports car was parked. The experienced driver stared at the gate, especially at the Roidmude head embedded in it.

"Belt-san, doesn't the thing embedded in the door look familiar?" After suspiciously examining the Roidmude head on the door, the veteran driver scratched his head.

Through the old driver's eyes, Zanklim saw the heads of the Roidmude. "They do look familiar. These are Roidmude's heads. I just don't know how they got welded to the door."

"Shall we go in now?"

The experienced driver looked worriedly at the scenery inside the door. He was afraid that coming here would be the same as before, with familiar friends turning into strangers.

"Are you ready, Shinnosuke?"

"Ready, belt-san!"

Just as the experienced driver took a deep breath and was about to honk the horn to remind the other driver to open the door, a "knock knock knock" sound came from the car window.

"What's that sound?" The experienced driver, looking in the direction of the sound, saw a bluebird, a creature commonly seen everywhere. Though called a bluebird, its real name is actually a blue raven. It's only referred to as a bluebird due to translation issues.

"Where did this bird come from?" The old driver tried to shoo the bluebird away through the window, but the bluebird stared at him fearlessly, tilted its head, blinked, and then banged its beak against the car window again.

"You dare to come here!"

The experienced driver, who had unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door and ran to the front of the car to shoo it away. But as he got closer, he noticed a small piece of paper tied to the leg ring on the bluebird's leg.

"You're a messenger, little guy!" The experienced driver, who easily caught the bluebird in his hand, removed the small note from the leg ring. The bluebird didn't resist and even leisurely preened its feathers.

The experienced driver glanced at the note, then immediately took the bluebird back to the car and drove away from the gate of the Sonozaki mansion.

The extra-thick soy milk car sped away from the Sonozaki family home, and a bluebird automatically hopped into the passenger seat. Preying on its feathers, it seemed quite relaxed. The experienced driver drove with a blank expression, while countless streams of data flowed through his eyes.

"The latitude and longitude coordinates have been converted into locations. Now I'll project the route onto your retina." Belt Sankrim processed the information on the note, spoke in the veteran driver's mind, and projected the location onto his retina.

The extra-rich soy milk car drove away from the bustling city center and into a secluded area, stopping in front of a billiards hall.

"Seagull Billiards Hall?" The experienced driver looked at the dilapidated sign in front of him, then glanced at the bluebird still preening its feathers in the passenger seat. He reached out and patted the bluebird's little head, chuckling, "We met at a billiards hall named after seagulls, but the messenger is a bluebird."

"Just a heads up, this little guy is actually a Blue-feathered Raven."

"I know, Belt-san!"

The experienced driver, with a helpless smile, took out the little note from before and looked at it. It read: "Mi, danger, come quickly!"

Below the four characters is a series of coordinates leading to the Seagull Billiards Hall.

"Bang!" The experienced driver got out of the car and closed the door. Just as he got out, the bluebird jumped onto his shoulder and followed him into the Seagull Billiards Hall.

The experienced driver lifted the thick soundproof curtain and clapped his hands, feeling quite uncomfortable. The air inside was rather oppressive, likely due to a lack of ventilation for a long time. Coupled with the lack of lights, this environment made the experienced driver frown, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Has no one been here for a long time?"

The experienced driver coughed twice and fumbled in the darkness, trying to find the light switch. But then, his vision blurred, and his previously dark view turned into a bright green.

"I've adjusted your vision; you now have night vision!"

"You have this ability, belt-san?" the veteran driver exclaimed, curiously looking around at the surroundings: a dusty pool table, yellowed pool cues, and a moldy carpet under his feet.

"No wonder there's a strange smell in the air!" The experienced driver rubbed his nose after taking a deep breath, and said with his belt, "It's like this place has been forgotten. It's very strange!"

"indeed!"

The experienced driver, who had a clear view of everything, noticed an old-fashioned rotary telephone on the innermost pool table. Just as he noticed it, a beam of light shone down, and at the same time, the telephone rang.

The shrill ring of the phone echoed throughout the billiard hall. The experienced driver, who had been cautiously walking over, looked at the phone suspiciously. It was too much of a coincidence that the phone rang so soon after he arrived.

"Wow!"

A bluebird, letting out a piercing screech, flew down from his shoulder and landed next to the phone, raising its head to look at the old driver.

"Your master seems quite mysterious!" The experienced driver rubbed the bluebird's little head with his fingers, then picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

The experienced driver, who had tentatively opened his mouth, heard the hissing static from the receiver. The person on the other end quickly responded: "Tomari Shinnosuke!"

"Kamen Rider...Drive!"