The Strange Cat from Fuuto

Mick burst out of the spatial rift, and his expression froze when he saw the scene before him, despite his initial rage.

The high-pitched sound echoing in his ears made his body shudder involuntarily.

This reminded him of the first time he met Quanshui; as soon as Quanshui opened his mouth, everything around him collapsed.

The ground cracked, pedestrians fainted, buildings collapsed, plants withered, and birds fell to their deaths.

"This ability..."

With a suspicion already in mind, Mick looked at Mimyu and said, "So this is how you act!"

"Could it be...?"

Just as the thought crossed Mick's mind, he didn't notice that Mimyu's nose suddenly twitched. He closed his mouth, turned his head, saw his father, and his eyes lit up with surprise.

"father!"

Having given up torturing the three little angels, Mimius rushed toward Mick. As he ran, another cat split off from his body, and the two cats split off again into four kittens.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

"father!"

"Dad, hug!"

"dad!"

As the four little ones bounced around Mick, Mick glanced at the three little angels with a look full of sympathy.

These three unlucky kids!

Although he didn't know what they had done, all the signs that his four children had shown indicated that they had awakened.

What awakened them was none other than the demise song of their own mother.

Mick has experienced firsthand the power of the spring's voice, and it's said that the four little ones have inherited the spring's talent.

"Let's go back!"

Ignoring the three little angels, Mick led his four children into the spatial rift and disappeared from the game realm.

Three hours later.

The little angel, whose eyes twitched slightly, groaned as it rose from the ground. Looking around in utter shock, as if struck by an earthquake, it tried to speak, but no sound came out. It was as if it had become mute.

"Ouch, my ears hurt so much!"

The car let out a wail and felt someone stuff a bundle of firecrackers into its ears and then light them all at once.

Just then, Hua Jia Dawo's panicked voice rang out: "Why is it dark?"

Why can't I see anything?

What's wrong with me?

..........

The real world.

After handing his four children over to his wife, Mick approached Miku: "Boss, have you found out the reason?"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he said in a chilling voice, "Found it."

"what is going on?"

"Just a little flea that dares to provoke a tiger!"

"Leave it to me, okay?"

Mick spoke with a resentful tone, and Miku nodded: "No problem, it's up to you!"

After saying that, Miku turned to ask, "Are the four little ones alright?"

"Nothing serious, not only is nothing serious, but he's even awakened!"

"Awakened?" Miku looked at Mick in surprise, but then realized there was nothing surprising about it.

"Speaking of which, I've reached a certain age!" Miku said thoughtfully, "What ability?"

"All we know for now is that the four little guys can merge into one, and..." Mick hesitated for a moment before continuing.

Miku shoved him: "Speak up, what are you standing there for?"

"And the talent of the Fountain of Destruction!"

"real or fake?"

Miku's ears perked up and his eyes widened. Mick's face showed a bitter expression: "Really!"

"However, whether he has inherited my talent remains to be seen."

"Then let's go back and observe!"

"Ok!"

Mick crouched down behind Miku. "So, what are your next plans?"

"First, crush the little flea, then wait for the right opportunity!"

"opportunity?"

“Hmm, the time is right to move on to the next step.” Miku revealed a mysterious smile: “The Knight System I created is not just a simple Lv.6!”

"The real horror is yet to come!"

Chapter Twenty-Two: Teamwork is Essential!

Saint-Gobain Hospital.

Otolaryngology.

"I said, what are you even saying? I can't hear a thing!"

Car, dressed in a reddish-brown leather coat, sat impatiently on a chair in the examination room, with a little angel beside him who kept his mouth shut.

Dr. Shimizu, an ENT specialist, slowly put on his freshly opened rubber gloves and took out a small wooden stick for examination.

"Come on, Dr. Emu, open your mouth first!"

The obedient little angel opened its mouth and let the other person put the wooden stick into its mouth. Dr. Shimizu observed the little angel's oral cavity and the condition of its throat and tongue with great concentration.

"what!!"

We guided the little angel to try to make a sound. The little angel mustered all its strength to try to make a sound, but not a single sound came out.

"terribly sorry!"

Dr. Shimizu tossed the wooden stick into the nearby trash can and said as he removed his rubber gloves, "To be honest, I can't figure out the cause of your illness either."

"Your oral cavity and throat are in perfect health, yet you still can't speak, which really puzzles me."

Dr. Shimizu, turning his gaze to the car, said, "He's the same. There's no damage to his cochlea or tympanic membrane, but he still has no hearing."

"To be honest, I've been in this profession for over thirty years, and I've never seen a condition like yours before!"

"I'm so sorry, Dr. Emu!"

The little angel looked ashamed, as if she felt embarrassed for causing trouble for the other party.

He stood up respectfully from his chair, bowed slightly to Dr. Shimizu, and pulled his noisy cart to leave the consultation room.

"Wait a minute!"

Dr. Shimizu stopped the little angel and the car. The car looked at the little angel blankly: "Weren't we leaving?"

"Why aren't you leaving again?"

"You can use this notebook and pen for now. Although handwriting is a bit troublesome, it's much better than not being able to communicate at all!"

The little angel, having received the notebook and pen, bowed again to Dr. Shimizu and left the consultation room pulling the cart.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you guys talking about? Why did you say you were leaving one minute, then you said you weren't leaving the next, and now you're leaving again?"

The car shook off the little angel's hand, and the little angel helplessly picked up the notebook and pen. He hadn't expected it to take so long to use these things.

Quietly watching the little angel's car, I saw the notebook the little angel was holding up, and a look of understanding appeared in my eyes.

"Oh, I see. Even professional doctors can't detect it?"

"This is troublesome!"

Car Car, who was scratching his head, suddenly had a bright look in his eyes because he saw Hua Jia Da Wo being helped out of the ophthalmology clinic by Jing Hui Ma and Poppy.

Their once clear, bright, and aggressive eyes were now empty and lifeless. Hua Jia Da Wo was in a much worse state than the other two; he had gone completely blind.

Upon seeing Hua Jia Dawo, the little angel picked up a pen, wrote something in the notebook, and then handed it to Poppy.

"How am I doing?"

Poppy shook his head, reading each word slowly and deliberately: "No problems were found during the examination. The ophthalmologist said it wasn't a problem with the eyes themselves."

And you?

The little angel continued writing and then handed the notebook to Poppy.

"Is that so too?"

Poppy gasped in surprise, her eyes widening; she clearly hadn't expected this.

"Do you remember what exactly happened?"

"Who knows!"

Hua Jia Da's impatient and agitated roar suddenly rang out: "I have completely forgotten what happened before, and only the strange changes in my body after waking up remain."

"Damn it, why did this have to happen to me?"

For him, losing his sight would be the most terrifying torment for a Kamen Rider who fights with firearms.

"Hey, what's he yelling and screaming about?"

Although Cheche couldn't hear, he could deduce something from the other person's expression and movements.

The little angel looked distressed, and Cheche patted him on the shoulder: "Sigh, we're all in the same boat!"