The Strange Cat from Fuuto

"But I still can't figure it out, why would he target me?"

"A museum official!"

Shotaro chimed in at the opportune moment, and Philip continued, "That makes sense then!"

"Isaka is currently under the protection of the museum, which is why this attack occurred!"

"So it seems we need to be more careful from now on!"

.........

The guest room where Isaka lives in the Ensaki Mansion.

"Dr. Isaka, the mess you caused before was quite serious!"

"Not only did they destroy the Kamen Rider's base, but they also beat one of them into the hospital!"

Saeko leaned against the windowsill, watching Isaka speak eloquently.

Isaka, feeling uncomfortable as his pajamas didn't fit properly, shifted his body. "This robe is so uncomfortable!"

"Please understand, since there are no other men's clothes in the whole house besides my ex-husband's!"

He flipped open the lining and glanced at the name written in Roman letters, then said dismissively, "That failed guinea pig?"

"Letting him die so easily was too good for him!"

At this point, the officer changed the subject and asked Miku, "How has Miku been lately?"

"Him?" Saeko said dismissively, "He's been relatively well-behaved lately, staying close to Wakana!"

"You're not entirely without some cleverness!"

“Animals are animals after all; they'll never understand human nature!” Isaka stood up, licked his lips, and said, “Speaking of which, I really do want to examine Miku's body more closely!”

"Pity!"

“Don’t be so disappointed, Dr. Isaka,” Saeko said, taking out her driver. “You can examine my body now!”

Chapter Sixty-Five: Prelude!

Narumi Detective Agency, second floor of Seagull Billiards Room.

Welcome back!

As soon as Shotaro stepped into the house after being discharged from the hospital, his face was covered in colorful confetti. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the office was decorated with banners and balloons hanging everywhere.

Elizabeth and Queen, both wearing short skirts, the intelligence agent with a messy haircut and a beard, and Little Christmas dressed like Santa Claus and always wearing small sunglasses, all looked at him with delight.

"Thank you everyone, thank you!"

Shotaro, who kept thanking the cake, felt even warmer inside when he saw it on the table.

Because of his prolonged use of the memory, Shotaro's body, inevitably affected by it, recovered much faster than the average person. In contrast, Akiko, lying in her hospital bed, still had bandages on her body.

“Everyone was worried about you because you stayed in the hospital for so long!” Philip said after closing the door. “To celebrate your discharge, we threw you a small welcome party!”

"Okay!" Shotaro rolled up his sleeves, full of enthusiasm, and said, "Then let's cut the cake together, everyone!"

"Oh!"

Fuuto, the Madoka Mansion.

"Wakana, haven't you been clinging to Miku a lot lately?!" Saeko said sarcastically as she put down her teacup. "I haven't seen him put his foot down since he came back!"

"Big sister, please don't concern yourself with what Miku and I do. Instead, please show more concern for Dr. Isaka!"

"Using that many memory units, suppressing them will be very difficult!"

Wakana didn't even glance at Saeko, but instead replied with a barbed retort.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Saeko slammed down her teacup and stormed out of the hall.

Wakana, you are here!

The old man glanced helplessly at his second daughter, but after seeing Wakana back to normal and full of energy, he didn't care anymore!

"Dad, I heard that a hybrid has recently appeared in the city, and it's been reported!"

"Oh!" Under Wakana's question, the old man pondered for a moment and remembered: "You mean that beastman? He's quite a good example, especially since we've heard news about him after so many years!"

"Speaking of which, Wakana, why would you care about something like this?"

Puzzled by Wakana's sudden interest in the dopant, the old man couldn't help but ask her a question. Wakana smiled, poured the old man some tea, and replied, "Look, I'm already so old. It's really not right for me to still be so childish!"

"You've worked so hard for this family for so many years, it's only right that I do this!"

"Filial piety is the duty of children!"

After refilling the tea, Wakana walked behind the old man and skillfully massaged his shoulders.

"Great! I'm so happy to see you grow!"

The comforted old man reached out and patted Wakana's delicate hand behind him, then leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and quietly enjoyed the filial piety of his second daughter.

Wakana, who was massaging the old man's shoulders, secretly revealed a smug smile. When Miku saw this, he casually raised his tail.

"Ten years have passed. I can finally breathe fresh air again!"

Outside Fengdu Prison, a middle-aged man carrying a bag, wearing an outdated old suit and sandals, stretched out his arms to relax his body.

The weathered-looking man hadn't walked far down the street when a newspaper fluttering in the wind was stepped on by him.

"This is it!"

He picked up the newspaper, intending to throw it away, but then remembered that he had spent ten years in prison and wanted to know more about the current situation. After seeing a piece of news, his eyes narrowed, and the wrinkles on his forehead became clearly visible.

He tossed aside the newspaper, recalling a figure in a white suit from ten years ago, and hurried away. The newspaper fluttered in the wind again, one page proclaiming, "The Beastman Reappears?!"

......

"Leave that guy Shotaro as soon as possible, or you'll get caught up in his mess sooner or later!"

"Disaster is coming! Guardians!"

Philip lay on the bed, frowning, Sherrard's words echoing in his mind.

"What's wrong, Philip? Are you sick?"

With a frown, Shotaro came to the bedside, reached out and touched Philip's forehead, and asked with concern.

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm a little unaccustomed to Akiko not being at the office!"

"Yeah, I wonder how Akiko is doing!"

"I really miss her!"

"Philip!" Brother A rushed in with a newspaper. "I need your help with something!"

The newspaper that Brother A was holding also had information about "Beastman". Shotaro grabbed the newspaper and looked at it carefully. "Beastman, huh? I remember it was an urban legend that circulated ten years ago!"

"Are people still remembering this?"

"But come to think of it, this guy might be a dopant!"

"Indeed!" Before Brother A could speak after taking the newspaper, the door was opened from the outside.

A middle-aged man with a menacing face glanced around the room and walked straight in. He familiarly placed his bag on the table and asked, "Is Mr. Narumi Shokichi here?"

"I am Isao Obō. I was once taken care of by Mr. Narumi. Ten years ago, when I went to prison, Mr. Narumi told me to come find him after I was released!"

"Uh, you're talking about Master!"

When Shotaro saw that it was an old friend of his master, his expression became somewhat unnatural.

"What's wrong with Mr. Narumi?"

"My master has been gone for a long time!"

"Do you have any requests for me? If possible, please tell me, and I will try my best to help you complete them!"

Since Akiko wasn't present, Shotaro revealed the news of Narumi Shokichi's death to Isamu Oto.

"I see!" Isamu Oto slumped into his chair, looking somewhat dejected. "It's nothing, it's all ancient history. Mr. Narumi told me that once I get out, he will personally help me investigate that old matter!"

"Is that so? Then I, your disciple, will take over Master's past affairs!"

After carefully examining Shotaro for a moment, Isamu Oto raised his hand and flicked his finger, striking Shotaro squarely between the eyebrows.

"I don't eat half-cooked eggs, you half-baked brat!"

After saying that, Isamu Oto left without a trace of regret. Standing in front of the Seagull Billiards Hall, he let out a long sigh. That incident from back then was far too complicated. He had received so much help from Shokichi Narumi; it would be incredibly unethical to drag his apprentice into it now!

When Shotaro rushed out the door, he only saw a figure from behind and quickened his pace to catch up.

Unaware that Philip was staring intently at the door, he couldn't help but wonder, "Sherrard said Shotaro would bring me misfortune, but what exactly is it?"

......

"Hey, Miku!"

Wakana lay on the bed, looking at Miku with a happy expression, and said, "How was what I did just now?"

"Dad even gave me more pocket money!"

Miku, seeing Wakana's girlish demeanor, couldn't help but sigh. He walked over and pressed a paw against Wakana's face, saying helplessly, "You...you...are you a child?"

"You did all this... just for a little pocket money?"

With a pout, Wakana said coquettishly, "But I think I did a great job!"

"Look how happy Dad is!"

"Silly girl," Miku sighed inwardly, but her eyes showed a look of relief as she encouraged her, "Okay...okay...okay, my...my...my Wakana is the best!"

"Hey hey hey..."

The beautiful girl, who let out a mysterious laugh, continued to laze in bed, seeking advice from a certain blue cat that had come to life.

Shotaro, who had followed Isamu Oto to a small festival, was given another lesson as soon as he reached the entrance!

"Stop nagging, kid!"