The Strange Cat from Fuuto

"Then the only way to save this young lady is to destroy the injected memory!"

Isaka loudly echoed the old man's words, standing in front of the door with a smile on his face, holding a thin-handled umbrella.

"You've got some nerve, daring to show your face in front of me!"

The old man pointed at Izaka with his finger, his usually hearty laughter sounding gloomy today.

"Actually, I came here specifically to apologize on behalf of Mr. Ensaki!"

Isaka reached into his pocket and pulled out a uniquely styled memory. This memory was golden all over and looked no different from Miku's memory, but it had two raised, wing-like metal plates at the top.

"Then I'll return this to its rightful owner, Mr. Ensaki!"

Isaka, holding the memory chip back to the old man with both hands, apologized again, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Ensaki!"

"Please forgive me for causing you so much trouble this time!"

Isaka's actions had completely baffled the old man. But the old fox was still the old fox; without batting an eye, he retrieved the memory and handed it over to Wakana.

"Since you want to save her, then you can do whatever you want with this memory!"

"Dr. Isaka, want to go for a drink?"

"I'd rather obey than be overly deferential!"

Isaka followed the old man out of the room, while Miku stared at Isaka's retreating figure, a strange unease gradually spreading through her heart.

Panic creeps in like a shadow, as if someone is holding me underwater, unable to lift my head or breathe!

"A man who's impossible to understand!"

Wakana watched Isaka leave with disgust, then handed the memory to Miku. Miku was a little confused. "Didn't the old man tell you to handle this? Why are you giving it to me?"

As for memory, I already have it!

"Miku, please handle this and take this young lady back while you're at it!"

"please!"

Seeing the look of disgust on Isaka's face, Wakana turned and looked at Miku with a smile.

Miku sighed helplessly, forcibly suppressing the panic in his heart.

Come on then, I'm destined to be a workaholic!

After transforming, he first crushed the strange memory object Miku, then, amidst Nagi Shimamoto's panicked gaze, he carried her on his shoulder and headed straight for Narumi Detective Agency.

On the way, Miku was a little confused. They stole this memory, selected the candidate with the excess qualifications, and even killed the candidate's own father, all to cultivate this memory. Yet, they obediently returned it! What was that bastard Isaka thinking, going through all that trouble only to obediently admit his mistake!

Just to put on a show of a prodigal son returning home?

Isaka can turn over a new leaf, and Miku raps while doing a handstand on a basketball!

"If he's willing to give up the power he's about to gain, then it must be for a greater benefit!"

"But what exactly was his motive?"

Lost in thought, Miku arrived at the office. As he raised his hand to knock, he looked at the beige wooden door and felt a pang of sadness.

Back when I first came here, I would bang my head against the door, but this time I can finally knock on the door!

"Um, can you put me down now?"

Nagi Shimamoto's hair, disheveled by the wind, fell across her face as she stammered, afraid of angering the monster before her.

"what!"

With a scream, Shimamoto Nagi was thrown to the ground by Miku. Miku clapped his hands and deactivated his transformation.

Do you think I want to carry this burden for you?

"Um... thank you!"

After a restrained thank you, Shimamoto Nagi watched as Miku, hands on her hips, knocked on the door again.

"They're here, they're here, they're here!"

"Who is it? Knocking on the door like you're at a funeral!"

Shotaro opened the door in a huff, only to be met with a giant claw coming down like a hammer.

"Waaah..."

Shotaro, who had been accidentally knocked to the ground by Miku, cried out in surprise. Sudo Yukie was supposed to be a guest at the agency today, and their relationship was blossoming, but the sudden knock on the door interrupted everything.

You knocked on the door and then punched me when I opened it!

I can't stand this!

Shotaro, who had just gotten up, saw that it was Miku, with the timid Nagi Shimamoto following behind him. Shotaro, who was originally furious, felt as if he had eaten a piece of ice on a sweltering summer day, and the coldness extinguished his anger.

"Ahem, it's Miku!"

"I thought it was someone else."

Shotaro quickly closed the door to let Miku and Shimamoto Nagi into the house. Miku entered without any ceremony and plopped down on the sofa with a swagger.

His bloodshot eyes glared at Shotaro. "Where's Philip... Lip?"

"He's inside!"

"Oh!" Miku got up and walked into the inner room, saying as he entered, "I've solved...resolved...solved this young lady's problem. If you're still worried, you can...check it again!"

"That solves it?"

"See for yourself..."

Miku, who replied irritably, slipped into the inner room. Inside, besides Philip, there was A-ge and Akiko, while outside, Shotaro and Sudo Yukie were gazing at each other affectionately, and Shimamoto Nagi looked somewhat at a loss.

"Ah, Miku!"

Akiko stood up, pointed at Miku, and yelled. Miku casually patted Akiko's head.

"I need to...I need to...I need to talk to Philip, you two..."

Miku's seemingly tactful attempt to ask the two of them for some private space for herself and Philip was actually quite blunt.

"Let's go, Chief, let's go for a walk!"

A-ge, who was pulling Akiko out, glanced at Miku, who then turned to Philip and said urgently, seemingly unconcerned:

"Philip, there's something I need... something I could trouble you with!"

.....

That evening, the group at the Madoka Mansion had just finished dinner.

After Saeko and Isaka left together, Miku jumped into Wakana's arms and left as well. Only the old man was left standing there "alone," his eyes somewhat vacant as he touched the ring on his left ring finger.

He seemed to be pondering something.

"Dr. Isaka, why did you return that memory?"

Saeko swirled the red wine in her glass, somewhat puzzled. Isaka, holding a wine glass in one hand and resting the other on the back of the sofa, said leisurely, "That's because I've discovered an even more powerful force!"

"Saeko, if we can obtain that power, then the day when we defeat your father and seize the title of underground emperor will not be far off!"

"It can even..."

Isaka took a small sip of the bright red wine in his glass, watching Saeko lean closer to him, staring at the ceiling, her mind filled with some unknown scheme.

"Miku, what do you think that man is thinking?"

In Wakana's room, Wakana, lying on the bed with her hands supporting her chin, looked somewhat puzzled.

Miku wagged its tail, a thoughtful look in its emerald eyes.

"No matter what that man is thinking...what he's thinking...I only know one thing...it's definitely not a good thing!"

Miku, speaking with certainty, recalled the information he had asked Philip for help to retrieve, his eyes filled with even more contemplation.

"If Isaka really sets his sights on that, it's like an old man eating poison; he's tired of living!"

.......

"Thank you so much!"

Shimamoto Nagi stood respectfully in front of her door and thanked A-ge, who smiled and shook his head. He only turned and left after watching her go inside. However, the contrast between his gloomy face and his previous smile was somewhat chilling.

"I'm not strong enough..."

In the darkness, Brother A, riding his motorcycle, arrived at a grove of trees, the place where he first met Sherrard.

"Sherrard, you're here!"

"Hey, Sherrard!"

"Get out here!"

Under the gloomy night sky, Brother A roared and shouted in the woods. Suddenly, a flame rose from the forest, and Sherrard appeared.

"What are you doing here, Teruji Ryu!"

"I want more power!"

"More, stronger!"

Sherrard stared into Brother A's eyes, which were filled with hatred, and chuckled, "Then come with me!"

"Your thirst for revenge is now strong enough to withstand the power I am about to bestow upon you!"

"Just a little more practice..."

Sherrard turned and left, followed by Brother A, and the two disappeared into the long night.

Chapter 72: Expressionless face and a straight head, throwing things at the slightest disagreement!

Fengdu, Fengdu Hotel!

"Guest, here are your keys!"

The smiling receptionist handed the room key to the white-clad guest in front of her with both hands. "Thank you!" The white-clad man politely thanked her, picked up his silver suitcase, and turned to leave. Before he knew it, he bumped into a purple-haired Lolita woman.

"Feel sorry!"