The Strange Cat from Fuuto

His figure shot backward and disappeared from the television screen.

"Huhuhu..."

Gasping for breath, Aaron touched the bruises on his neck and asked incredulously, "I survived?"

"How lucky I am!"

In the dimly lit room, only a small nightlight emitting a warm yellow glow was on. As Aaron lay down, he watched the light and slowly drifted off to sleep again.

The next day.

When Aaron woke up, he found himself wearing a girl's nightgown. Before he could figure out what was going on, Fukushima Fumi came in with breakfast.

"Awake?" Fukushima Fumi asked with a smile as she placed breakfast on the tatami mat. "How did you sleep last night?"

Touching the bruise on his neck, Aaron said expressionlessly, "This is terrible!"

"Oh dear, that's how it is when you're sick."

"Hurry up and eat breakfast now. After you eat, I'll take you to contact your family."

"My family?" Aaron recalled his elder brother who had been taken away, as well as his father and sister in the Eye Demon World, and said with a somewhat somber expression, "I may not be able to go back."

"Why do I say that? Home is everyone's haven, how could you not be able to go back?"

"I am now a disgrace to the family, and I have even dragged my elder brother down with me. How can I have the face to go back!"

"Oh, so he's a young master from high society!"

Fukushima Fumi stared at Aaron for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Since you don't want to go back, why don't you stay at my house for now? But you have to help me out!"

"Can I stay here?"

"of course can!"

"Thank you very much!"

From then on, Aaron lived in Fukushima Fumi's house, where she had a granddaughter in addition to herself.

That evening.

Aaron was once again awakened by the pressure on his neck. After waking up, Aaron grabbed Sadako's arms with both hands and pulled her to the side with all his might.

Sadako's resentful eyes were filled with boundless malice, and Aaron, his face flushed, struggled with all his might.

Just as he was about to suffocate, Sadako released her hand again, retreated back to the television, and disappeared into the room.

"Still won't give up on me?"

Touching the bruises on his neck, Aaron gritted his teeth and said, "If I still have the strength, then..."

But it's no use saying anything now; he's like a fish on a chopping board, while Sadako is the butcher with the knife.

On the morning of the third day, Aaron, who had been asking Fukushima Fumi, learned an ancient Japanese method for dealing with evil spirits: using salt.

On the third night, Aaron, who had prepared a bag of salt, huddled in his blankets waiting for Sadako's arrival.

The moment the familiar chill washed over him, Aaron rolled out of bed and splashed the salt in his hand all over Sadako's face.

Aaron, still sprinkling salt, had a hint of anticipation in his eyes. Sadako disgustedly brushed the words off her hair and then pinched him.

Aaron: "Ah, I'm going to die!"

But just when he was about to die, Sadako spared him again.

On the fourth night, Aaron had a ring of garlic hanging around his neck.

Then...

Aaron: "I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

On the fifth night.

Aaron, who looked like he was about to be completely ruined, pounced on her, and then...

Aaron: "I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

......

The night of the thirteenth day.

Aaron was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night when he felt an itch on his bottom. He scratched it and then turned over. Feeling a chill, he opened his eyes and saw Sadako standing in front of him with her hair hanging down.

Aaron picked his nose and exposed his neck: "Come on, hurry up and finish, then I'll go back to sleep!"

"ah!!!"

Sadako, who screamed, didn't move at all. She simply shrank back into the television and left.

"What? They didn't even pinch you tonight, that's terrible!"

"At least have some professionalism and follow the procedures step by step!"

"poor!"

Aaron, who was giving the middle finger to the TV, continued to lie down and sleep.

At the same time, inside a one-bedroom apartment.

Miku, who was sleeping with his baby girl, felt a little damp and cold. When he opened his eyes, he saw Sadako squatting next to him with a wronged look on her face, drawing circles on the carpet with her finger with a pitiful expression.

"Why are you back?!"

With a hint of impatience in his eyes, Miku adjusted the girl on his chest and lay down on the carpet, looking at Sadako.

“Aba aba aba....."

Sadako, making muffled sounds, gestured wildly, venting her dissatisfaction towards her creator.

"Ah, I see!" Miku said, a hint of understanding in his eyes. "When I created you, I set you to not be able to kill children under the age of twelve, only to intimidate them, and then you got the short end of the stick?!"

Somewhat surprised, Miku examined Sadako closely. After learning about Sadako's experiences over the past ten days using his omniscience, his expression became somewhat blank.

"You're really unlucky. You just locked onto your target, and then I turned him into a child!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

"Aba Aba!"

Sadako, her face contorted with indignation, continued to plead. Miku scratched his ear and said, "There's nothing I can do about it. I can't change what I set up back then."

"Abababa!"

"You want revenge!?"

"Uh-huh!"

Sadako nodded vigorously with a serious expression. After a moment of contemplation, Miku glanced at the plight of Aaron's older brother, Adair.

He immediately cut off the signal after just one glance; the scene was simply too gruesome to bear.

But Miku, with a quick glint in her eye, had an idea. She stretched out her paw, gesturing for Sadako to come closer: "Just like this..."

As Miku recounted the story, Sadako blushed slightly, then slowly retreated back into the television and disappeared from the room.

"Honestly, none of them give me a moment's peace!"

Miku yawned and continued sleeping with the girl in his arms. The current situation was still a bit rudimentary, and it wasn't his turn to make an appearance yet. He should wait a while before going out to cause trouble!

Besides, isn't it great to stay here and use your omniscient abilities to observe (and splurge)?

On the night of the fourteenth day.

midnight.

As Aaron huddled under the covers, he vaguely sensed a chilling aura creeping into his senses. He muttered something under his breath but paid it no mind. He simply pulled back the covers and ripped open his shirt, staring with sleepy eyes as he awaited tonight's "massage."

Those slender, pale arms coiled around him like snakes. Aaron held his breath, waiting for the familiar pressure on his neck, but this time he never expected that Sadako would not only not choke him, but instead pressed herself against him.

"call..."

The soft breathing beside him made Aaron's heart race. He had no idea what was happening, but Sadako's icy yet strangely alluring body pressed against him.

Her arms were wrapped around his chest, and her hair, which had looked dirty, now smelled of shampoo.

"Forehead..."

Aaron, who had just exchanged a glance with Sadako, met Ra's eyes, which were no longer filled with resentment, and felt a flutter in his heart.

"What are you doing now?!"

Sadako didn't answer; instead, she pulled up the blanket.

The next second, the room was filled with an embarrassing atmosphere.

Chapter 10: You'll never know how dirty a cat's heart can be!

The next day.

A distracted Aaron dragged his weary body out of the room, his face bearing heavy dark circles, giving him a very haggard appearance.

"Oh dear, what's wrong, Aaron?!" Fukushima Fumi, nicknamed "Old Woman Fumi," dropped what she was doing and ran to Aaron's side to ask.

"I'm fine, nothing's wrong at all!"

Aaron forced a smile and swayed. Granny Wen quickly supported him and touched his forehead: "You don't have a fever!"

"I just didn't sleep well!"

Aaron, flashing a big smile at Granny Wen, walked shakily to the table and said while eating his meager breakfast, "Hurry up and eat, Granny Wen, aren't you going to work after you finish eating?!"

"Don't worry too much about me, I'm fine!"

"Alright, but don't keep things to yourself!"

"Ok!"

Aaron nodded vigorously, picked up a slice of toast, and stuffed it into his mouth, but his eyes were full of despair.

God knows what he went through last night. That Sadako who chokes him the moment they meet actually sneaked into his bed last night.

And he slept like an octopus, hugging himself all night.

She didn't do anything!