The Strange Cat from Fuuto

"Could it be...?"

With a guess forming in his mind, Miku reached out with his claws and pulled out a driver from the air.

"Then let me test you myself!"

"The true power of Hosho... no, the power of the genius player M!"

.........

In the gaming industry.

The little angel, now level 2, is anxiously awaiting the arrival of CatsDog players in a desolate wasteland.

"Why haven't they arrived yet?"

The little angel, arms crossed, shook her leg in frustration, "What's wrong with these guys?"

"Didn't they say the game had already started?"

"Why haven't we arrived yet?"

The little angel possessed by Parad now shares the same body, memories, and even genetic material with both of them.

"Snap..."

The crisp sound of biscuits being crushed filled the air, and several dark lines spontaneously appeared.

The space in the game realm resembled a neatly divided spectrum, with black pixel blocks opening to both sides, from which a pale blue figure emerged.

As the fine black hair behind him swayed, the sound of a shakuhachi began to play.

"It's finally here!"

The little angel, eager to take out his hammer, jumped up into the air and swung the hammer out quickly as he fell.

"Boom!"

Miku drew his long sword from his waist and held it in front of him, the little angel's hammer striking it with a dull thud.

"go back!"

Miku uttered indistinct words from his throat, took a step forward, and thrust his long sword forward as well.

"Whoosh!"

The little angel, who had been flying backward, landed steadily on the ground and shook her wrist, which was a little numb from the impact.

"You're really quite skilled!"

"However, I'm also quite good at clearing high-level stages from low-level ones!"

The little angel, striking the hammer repeatedly, shattered several blocks around him, revealing functional badges unique to the gaming world.

"This is it!"

The iron-gray badge, applied to the little angel's body, revealed a layer of steel-like luster.

"Steelification!"

"Trying to use functional badges to offset the suppression of level?" Miku slowly drew his longsword. "That's a good idea, but too naive!"

Miku, who took a step forward, vanished from his spot in an instant, and reappeared just past the little angel.

"Wow, that's fast! How did he do that?"

The little angel was startled when he heard a cracking sound at his waist. A clear cut appeared on the steel membrane attached to his waist, revealing the steel-like functional badge.

And spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly along the cut to the whole body, and the next second the steel membrane on the little angel's body shattered into iron-gray dust.

"Shh!"

A straight thrust grazed past the little angel, instantly depleting a third of the little angel's Knight Gauge.

"What a fast sword!"

The little angel quickly twisted and leaped backward, landing steadily on the suspended cube. She looked at Miku with apprehension.

At this moment, he is possessed by Parad, and his fighting spirit and will to fight are at their peak.

However, the suppression in terms of technique and strength was simply too great!

"boom!"

As the little angel shattered the block beneath her, a hint of disappointment appeared in her eyes as she leaped upwards.

"Empty box!"

He used the same trick on the second box, and this time a functional badge appeared.

"High-speed!"

The little angel, whose figure blurred and disappeared from the spot, rapidly approached Miku at a speed beyond the sight of ordinary people.

"Trying to teach a fish to swim!"

Miku let out a disappointed snort and slightly shifted his upper body to the side. At the same time, the sound of the hammer in the little angel's hand cutting through the air rang out.

"Missed it?"

The little angel, whose pupils had shrunk, was not discouraged; instead, he became even more eager to try. For him at that moment, the fun lay in challenging the impossible.

In its high-speed state, the little angel continued to swing its hammer, and Miku, like an unyielding roly-poly toy, swayed its body rapidly.

The little angel's hundreds of attacks all missed their mark.

Back when Miku was at his weakest, he was able to dodge all of W's homing bullets thanks to his reaction speed, even though he could only use his memory.

He is now many times stronger than he was back then. The little angel's attacks are like a child's tantrums in his eyes, simple and childish.

Is that all?

Looking at the little angel emerging from the high-speed train, Miku's tone was full of disappointment: "You really disappointed us!"

"What did you say?!"

The little angel retorted defiantly, "Give me just a little more time, and I'll be able to completely conquer you and defeat you!"

"You don't have the time!"

Miku, who had sheathed his sword, gripped the hilt tightly with his right hand. The next second, the little angel's vision blurred.

Several slash marks appeared on his body, and his Knight Gauge dropped to its lowest value in an instant.

"How could it be...so fast?"

The moment the little angel, kneeling on the ground, showed a look of confusion and shock in his eyes, his knight armor disappeared.

Miku, standing behind the little angel, swung his arm, and the long sword landed on his shoulder.

"Is this the power of the genius player M?"

"Honestly, I'm disappointed!"

"Ditch that outdated driver, join us, and we'll give you power you never imagined!"

"I refuse!"

The little angel, who spoke these words of his own volition, showed a hint of struggle on his face.

But the Parad within him fell silent at this moment, allowing the little angel's personality to emerge and take control of his body.

"I am a doctor, and I will never associate with a bunch of murderous monsters like you!"

"You'll understand someday!" Miku whispered as he sheathed his longsword. "You'll understand our greatness!"

"And you'll join us sooner or later!"

"This promise remains valid. If you've thought it through, you can come find me!"

"M!"

Chapter Fifteen: The Legacy Between Father and Son, the Fine Tradition of the Rice Clan!

"Suck......"

"call...."

Miko took a deep drag on her lit cigar and exhaled a puff of pale blue smoke, experiencing the dizziness that came with her first taste of catnip.

He unconsciously revealed a silly smile.

"Hehehe..."

Miko, with a cigar in her mouth, felt an unprecedented joy, as if she had ascended to heaven, feeling light and weightless.

Catnip is like laundry detergent to cats; it makes them feel light and euphoric without being addictive.

Miko, who had rolled up a catnip cigar with her tail, lay sprawled on the soft cushions at the edge of the rooftop, exposing her soft belly.

Meanwhile, not far away, the big cub was vigilantly observing its surroundings.

Miko was idly rubbing against the soft cushions, unaware that half of her body was dangling over the edge of the rooftop.

He was totally hyped!

At the same time, in the office below.

Where's your brother?

Miku, who emerged from the alternate dimension within the wall, looked around but did not find Miko.

"I don't know where they ran off to!"

The adorable little boy, who had been teasing Mick's youngest son with his tail, turned his head and asked, "Do you need something from him, Father?"

"I just wanted to tell him something!"

"Since he's not here, I'll go look for him outside!" Miku, who had vanished into the office as a stream of data, began searching for Miko's whereabouts.

On the rooftop.

The big cub squatted at the entrance to the rooftop, its ears perked up, its sky-blue eyes alert to every rustle of wind and movement around it.

Big Baby didn't object to Miko sneaking a taste of catnip cigars; on the contrary, he found it quite exciting to help Miko keep watch.