The Strange Cat from Fuuto

What you don't have in your hands is just wishful thinking!

Miku immediately adjusted his expression, widening his eyes and putting on a pitiful look as he stared longingly at Saeko. Saeko gently stroked Miku's back, but the roughness of her touch made Miku want to slap her, but remembering that he needed her help, he held back.

"Meow meow meow..."

Miku rolled over on the table, exposing its belly, and let out a soft, endearing cry.

Finally, Saeko emerged from the room carrying Miku, a smile on her face. The bad mood brought on by Kirihiko's defeat had completely vanished; she had returned to her confident, self-assured, queen-like self. However, Miku, held in her arms, felt utterly disdainful. Although she had forgotten the specific plot details, Saeko was later expelled from the Sonozaki family; everything she had done was merely paving the way for Wakana. From the beginning, Saeko was the unloved one; she received very little love from her parents. In the old man's eyes, she was just a tool. The old man had long since handed everything over to Wakana, and as for her disfigured, elusive mother, she had given everything to Philip as well. Saeko was simply the pitiful girl caught between her parents!

Thinking of this, Miku couldn't help but feel pity. This guy didn't mention the things above, but just by the fact that none of the men she had her eye on or who had her eye on had a good ending, he could see the tragedy of Saeko's life.

"In the future, I'll still help whenever I can!"

"After all, this guy isn't a bad person. He's just blinded by power and has been unable to prove himself. In the end, he's a pitiful person!"

Miku sighed deeply, a look of pity in his eyes as he watched the woman, whose life had been filled with misfortune, hug him happily.

Two weeks later...

"Have you heard? There's been a driverless killer car appearing in the city lately!"

"real or fake?!"

"It's said that a murdered person is attached to the car seeking revenge."

"Really!"

"It's said that it has already killed several people!"

"Wouldn't that be a ghost car?"

...........................

Listening to the maids chatting idly during their free time, Miku, bored out of his mind, jumped off the windowsill and slowly walked towards his room. He'd been incredibly idle these past few days, with no tasks, and the gadget to help him speak still wasn't finished. As for Saeko, he didn't know if she'd even done her job; she was always in a rush, coming and going in a hurry. Bored, he was now resorting to eavesdropping on the maids.

During this period, he began to pay attention to the content on TV and some books, intentionally or unintentionally. This was to lay the groundwork for what was to come. Otherwise, if he were suddenly exposed, he would definitely be thrown onto the experimental table by the old man and replaced with another cat.

"Seriously, Nana is such a jerk. All she does is get close to Saeko, and she's been ignoring me for days!"

Miku muttered to himself as he complained to Wakana, his tail standing tall like a flagpole as he strolled around the Sonozaki mansion.

At this moment, in a private research institute.

A middle-aged man in a white coat handed Saeko a collar with bells hanging from it and asked with a puzzled look, "Miss Saeko, if I may be frank, I have absolutely no idea what use this collar you asked me to make can have. Why are you so persistent?!"

Saeko took the collar and said sternly, "I'm paying you to do things, why are you asking so many questions?!" As she spoke, Saeko was also full of complaints in her heart, but she couldn't say what she was complaining about. Her own cat wanted to talk, so she specially came to ask them to make a collar to help her pet talk. Who would believe her if she told others?

Saeko hurriedly returned home after putting away the collar. As soon as she entered the reception hall, she asked impatiently, "Where's Miku? Where is Miku?!"

Saeko was eager to see Miku speak, to hear Miku's first words. This was not just a thought, but also proof that Miku had been brought under her control.

If Miku knew, she could only chuckle and say, "Auntie, you're overthinking it!"

Saeko, having failed to find Miku, instead called over the rest of the family who were idle at home. The old man looked at Saeko with a smile and said, "What's wrong, Saeko? Why are you in such a hurry to find Miku? This is quite rare!"

"It's nothing, I just made a gift for Miku!"

Saeko, trying to conceal the presence of the collar, spoke hesitantly. The old man, a man of considerable experience, had seen far more in the world than Saeko had ever known anything, and in his eyes, Saeko's behavior was clearly an attempt to cover up her secret.

"Sister, what's there that you've brought out to show everyone?"

"That's right, Saeko, take it out and show it to Father!"

Kirigakure's support made Saeko inwardly curse him as a terrible teammate, but at this point, trying to cover it up would only prove that she was hiding something, so she might as well just be open about it.

Just as Saeko took it out, Miku walked into the hall, tail held high and looking quite satisfied. Judging from the grease on his whiskers, he had clearly gone to the kitchen to freeload again!

"Miku, come quick!" Wakana snatched the collar from her arm and waved, "Your older sister brought you a present!"

Miku's eyes lit up when he saw the collar in Wakana's hand. He knew that his talking cat device had arrived, so he quickly ran to Wakana's side and gestured for her to put it on him.

Miku, now wearing the collar, looked down at the crystal-clear little bell on it, her eyes full of curiosity. The old man beside her, however, didn't have a good look on his face. With his extensive experience, he could tell at a glance that the collar around Miku's neck was a memory modification machine. Although he didn't know what it was for, the fact that they used memory to make such a thing for Miku really made him angry.

"That spendthrift daughter!"

Just then, when Miku opened his mouth to call out, not a sound came out. Seeing this, Miku anxiously howled a few more times.

Turning to look at Saeko's Miku, his eyes were full of accusation: Why can't it be used!

Just then, the bell on the collar suddenly rang, and a somewhat cold voice rang out.

"Meow, meow, meow...."

"Words, words, words,"

"I...I mean...I can...!"

When these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone present changed. The old man showed an amused expression, stroking his chin as he watched Miku trying to communicate with the others, and muttered to himself, "This is really interesting. Another infinite possibility has been born!"

Chapter Twelve: The Flower Protector Cat!

"Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling..."

Miku listlessly fiddled with the bell hanging around his neck, looking utterly dejected. The language-switching device that Saeko had funded and commissioned was quite successful, but its flaws were also readily apparent during use.

First, the voice is more of a cold, harsh tone, like a little girl's, but Miku is a real man. After all, a cat's voice is very different from a human's, and this machine can't simulate it, so Miku had to put up with it. Second, there's the delay issue. The bell on the collar absorbs Miku's cries and then converts them into human language, but it's not 100% accurate; it can only translate in real-time based on Miku's cries, and even then, it's only a rough translation! The delay is infuriating; those three to five seconds of delay made Miku wait impatiently. After several experiments, Miku always had to wait a while before he could speak, just like the sloth named Flash at the Zootopia DMV. Finally, the collar is too tight; many times, Miku felt like the noose around his neck wasn't a collar, but a death knell.

"Ugh"

Miku sighed but made no sound. After a few seconds, the bell around his neck emitted a soft sigh. He was currently lying on a soft cushion in Wakana's room, while Wakana was in the bathroom next door. The sound of running water coming from the bathroom made Miku somewhat absent-minded; even the premium cat food in front of him didn't interest him.

"The saddest thing is not having a beautiful woman by your side while you are a eunuch, but having a beautiful woman by your side while you are of a different race!"

Miku, who was silently sighing, forced himself not to listen to the sound of water in the bathroom, and lay on the mat, covering his ears tightly with his paws. "Don't look at what you shouldn't see, don't listen to what you shouldn't hear!" Miku muttered to himself. He didn't notice that Wakana had already come up behind him wrapped in a towel and drying her hair. Seeing Miku with his eyes tightly closed and his ears covered, Wakana smiled.

But the next moment he disappeared, instead grabbing Miku's ear and saying fiercely, "Stop pretending to be dead, we're leaving in a little while!"

You said you'd come with me to work!

"What do you mean I agreed? You clearly forced me. Don't cats have human rights?"

Miku, who was secretly grumbling to himself, rolled his eyes discreetly.

Wakana's unreasonable behavior completely overturned Miku's image of her, but it was this side of Wakana that made her feel real. As Miku and Wakana stared at each other, their mouths opening and closing silently, the bell around their necks finally rang.

"OK!"

"You're smart to know what's good for you!"

Wakana, though still sulking after receiving a satisfactory reply, betrayed her true feelings with a hint of delight in her eyes. Watching Wakana's retreating figure, Miku rubbed his ears, inwardly grumbling, "A woman's heart is like the bottom of the sea!"

Early in the morning, Miku was carried into her official car by Wakana. A thin, bespectacled young man greeted Wakana with a bow and scrape as she got into the car, and they headed straight for the Storm Radio Station.

After joining the radio station, the somewhat spoiled and willful young lady from her family disappeared, replaced by a gentle and refined young lady from a well-to-do family.

"What a fickle face!"

Miku, rolling her eyes, was carried into the broadcasting booth by Wakana. Watching Wakana, her face serious and her smile sweet, wearing headphones and using her approachable voice to tell stories and read letters from viewers, Miku contentedly squinted her eyes, enjoying this beautiful moment of the day.

Ever since he revealed something, Miku has felt that the way his family looks at him has changed. Although the old man still smiles, the cold glint in his eyes from time to time makes Miku feel a chill run down his spine, fearing that one day he will be carried to the lab table and greeted by one researcher after another, their eyes gleaming with thirst for knowledge and their demeanor icy.

The young couple, Kirihiko and Saeko, gave him an aggressive look, as if they were looking at his private property. This made Miku determined to repay Saeko's favor as soon as possible and not delay any longer.

Wakasa remained unchanged; if there was any change, it was a hint of resentment, as if Miku were a heartless scumbag who had abandoned his wife. Miku was helpless about this. "I didn't contact you first," he said, "wasn't it because I was afraid of scaring you?"

Time flies, and soon it was time for Wakana to get off work. Holding Miku, Wakana walked alone in the empty underground parking garage passage. But there were always footsteps following behind her. When she turned around, there was nothing there, and the footsteps stopped.

"If...vegetables, there...people...behind...them!"

"I know!"

"I... will change, you... will protect me!"

Miku was practically having a meltdown while talking to Wakana. Putting aside everything else, the bell's delay was incredibly annoying! Not to mention, she was trying to portray herself as a newly intelligent cat, her speech halting and stuttering like a toddler learning to speak. This was the persona Miku was trying to project. It was also a form of self-protection.

Hearing Miku's rambling words about protecting her, Wakana's eyes lit up with a smile, but she still kept a straight face and said, "You think I'll forgive you just like that?!" As she said this, she quietly fastened Miku's Earth Driver, while holding the Saber-toothed Tiger Memory in her hand. As the second daughter of the Sonozaki family, she had encountered many attacks before, and even had several close calls with death. Even though she had learned to be strong, a girl like her still longed to be protected.

Despite speaking ill of Miku, Wakana felt a warm glow inside. Turning around again, she saw a bouquet of roses appear before her.

A short, stout man in a suit, his face full of flesh, wore a fake smile as he revealed his true face from under the roses.

"Miss Wakana, please marry me!"

"I'm sincere. If you marry me, I will definitely take control of the entire organization. Believe me, I will definitely be stronger than that man, Kirihiko."

Hearing the words of the short, fat man in front of him, Miku felt a mix of amusement and exasperation. "Fatty, look at yourself! Your height alone is enough to deter a lot of girls! And then there's Wu Yan, not only is he handsome, but he's also incredibly capable. What do you have to compare to him? Your thick skin?"

As if insulted, Wakana's face hardened with frost as she said, "Go back to where you came from!"

"Don't disgust me like this!"

The short, stout man, his face contorted with rage, seemed to think that Wakana's disapproval of him was a huge loss. He snarled, "You ungrateful woman!" With that, he pulled out the masquerade ball memory device, standard issue for lower-level museum staff, and plugged it into the bio-interface on his neck.

The Masked Ball Memory is also jokingly called the Cannon Fodder Memory. Although it can give users physical abilities several times greater than ordinary people, its practicality is not even comparable to commercial memory. At best, it is just cannon fodder.

After using the memory, the short, fat man's head was covered by a mask, which was just a bone spanning his head, and nothing else changed.

"Sabertooth tiger!"

Wakana immediately activated the saber-toothed tiger memory and quickly inserted it into the driver on Miku's back. Amidst the glow emanating from the memory and the interface, the memory rapidly flowed into the interface, and Miku, enveloped in a hexagonal emerald green halo, leaped from Wakana's arms, transforming into a hunched-backed ferocious beast the moment it hit the ground.

"what......"

Miku, shaking his head and stretching his body, pressed down on the head of the short, fat man who lunged at him with one hand, rendering him unable to move. Due to his height, the man's hands were still waving in vain after Miku pressed down on his head.

"Let me go! Let me go right now!"

"Threat... to death!"

A cold, laced sound came from Miku's neck a few seconds later. With a low growl, he didn't wait for the man's reply. Miku grabbed the man with one hand and threw him into the air. The short, stout man was thrown and smashed into the concrete ceiling above, cracking it and spreading the fissures. Amidst the flying dust, the short, stout man fell to the ground. Miku swung his right arm straight out and punched him, shattering him into pieces without leaving a trace.

After eliminating the short, fat, and clueless guy, Miku deactivated his transformation, and his memories were attached to the side of the driver. With cat-like steps, tail held high, and his little bottom wiggling, he walked towards Wakana.

"Hug...hug...me."

Miku was immediately greeted with a burst of silvery laughter from Wakana behind him. Covering her mouth, she said, "You're such a big cat and you still want to be held? Aren't you ashamed?!"

Wakana picked up Miku and gently tapped his forehead with her finger. Miku stared at Wakana with wide eyes.

Chapter Thirteen: Wakana's Crazy Addict!