The Strange Cat from Fuuto

In the blink of an eye, Philip had been staying at Ensaki's house for a week.

During this week, Philippe, who fully demonstrated his acting prowess, staged a drama of filial piety and brotherly love with the old man and Wakana.

Beneath the facade of a harmonious and peaceful family lies a bloody reality!

During those seven days, aside from not being able to leave the house, Philip truly enjoyed the life of a rich young master.

Having everything done for him is a piece of cake. In seven days, Philip has only just managed to explore the entire mansion!

But beneath those eyes lay an unconcealable sorrow and melancholy!

"Shotaro, how much longer are we going to wait?!"

.......

Aside from Shotaro, Akiko, and Miku who's always in her cat bed, Saeko seems to treat the Narumi Detective Agency as a place she visits every day.

Every day, I would come in as soon as the store opened, check in, brew myself a pot of coffee, and happily flip through some magazines by myself.

"What are you doing coming here every day...?"

Miku, having climbed out of its cat bed, squatted on the coffee table in front of the sofa, Saeko's reflection shimmering in its emerald green eyes.

"I'm just a weak woman with no way to protect myself, and the museum staff are searching for me all over the world. Where else can I go if I don't come here?"

Saeko, having closed the magazine and placed it aside, put on a pitiful expression and looked at Miku. Miku turned her head away, unable to bear looking at her, and said, "You're a middle-aged woman, don't put on such an act!"

"Besides, that guy Jia Tou is completely... completely... infatuated with you. With him protecting you, why did you even come here?"

"That man always has a blank expression and a cold face; who knows if what he says is true or false!"

"Fine, whatever...do as you please!"

Miku jumped off the coffee table and ran back to his cat bed. He was so engrossed in his own thoughts that he didn't notice Saeko staring intently at him until he crawled into his cat bed.

"Young lady, could you pour me another cup?"

Saeko, who was behaving arrogantly towards Akiko, angrily threw the coffee pot in front of her and said, "Do it yourself!"

"With such a fiery temper, you'll never be able to get married!"

"Little girl!"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Akiko, with her hands on her hips, bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Miku peeked out and then ignored her.

"Ah, women!"

Miku, with its two front paws tucked together, lay steadily in the cat bed, its eyes closed, and soon began to breathe steadily.

At midnight, Philip, lying in bed, silently turned over, his right hand reaching for his waist. Sure enough, the driver was already fastened to his waist. Throughout the week, Shotaro would wear the driver at this time to contact Philip.

After Wakana took away the three memories that were attached to his body, Shotaro's memory alone could not transform. At Miku's suggestion, the W Driver became a tool for the two to communicate.

In a sense, it can be considered as making the best use of resources!

Besides being an essential tool for transformation, the W Driver is also a bond that connects the two people's hearts.

With the driver in hand, Shotaro closed his eyes and asked through telepathy, "Philip, how are you doing?"

"I'm basically fine on my end, but I always feel like my father has seen through our plan!"

"But instead of stopping me, he just let me do as I pleased!"

The two communicated as if face-to-face. After hearing Philip's words, Shotaro opened his eyes and asked Miku, "Are you sure this plan is okay?"

"I don't know why, but I always have a feeling of unease in my heart!"

"Don't worry, as long as...as long as Philip gets the memory back, then we've succeeded!"

In the dimly lit office, Miku squatted on the table and spoke confidently. After receiving a reply, Shotaro asked again via telepathy, "Can you get the memory back tomorrow?"

"I already know where Wakana-neechan put my memory. As long as I can get it, there won't be any problems!"

"Okay, then let's set it for 11:00 AM tomorrow!"

"it is good!"

Shotaro, having removed the driver, excitedly pumped his fist, while Miku stared out the window, his furry face expressionless.

Hope everything goes well tomorrow!

.......

The next morning, as usual, Philip walked into the dining room wearing a bright green nightgown. Wakana, who had already dressed up, clicked her tongue in displeasure at Philip's appearance and said, "Tsk, can't you pay attention to your appearance? You're always dressed like this, what kind of person are you!"

Because of Miku's influence, Wakana didn't have the same ambiguous relationship with Philip as in the original timeline. Under the old man's influence, Wakana treated Philip like a tool.

The old man, on the other hand, was always cheerful, and with Philip by his side, he seemed to have a different kind of energy!

"We're all at home, so what's wrong with dressing casually?"

"On the contrary, your sister, dressed like that today, doesn't she have a job?"

"I'm taking the day off!"

Wakana, who had spoken irritably, stopped looking at Philip and kept focusing on him, which easily caused her liver to hurt!

Having successfully diverted Wakana's attention elsewhere, Philip sat nonchalantly at the table. During these seven days, Philip had frequently infuriated Wakana, yet he maintained an innocent and kind demeanor, which only made Wakana grit her teeth in frustration.

But this kind of life gave Philip a strange feeling.

"If nothing had changed in my life, this would be my life now!"

As Philip gazed at the old man and Wakana, he felt a moment of disorientation, as if he had not become a Kamen Rider and the atmosphere in his home was harmonious and relaxed.

At breakfast time, my father and mother sat at the head of the table, while I and my two older sisters sat at the foot of the table. My eldest sister, engrossed in her work, ate breakfast while looking at company reports, while my second sister and I bickered all the time. I was so upset that I went to my father to complain, and he laughed and mediated the conflict between my siblings. My mother watched all this with a smile on her lips and tenderness in her eyes.

"If only that were the case!"

Philip's unconscious opening of his mouth caught Wakana's attention. Looking at the dazed look on his face, Wakana couldn't help but recall bits and pieces of her childhood.

After breakfast, Philip followed the old man to a room they often went to play chess. With the Earth Library as his support, Philip was very relaxed in playing multiple types of chess games at the same time, and the old man also played his game with ease.

Before we knew it, it was 10:50 a.m.

Philip's constant staring at the clock on the wall caught Wakana's attention. Despite being busy with company matters during her free time, Wakana frowned and stared at Philip.

"what happened?"

Philip's sudden change in expression caught the old man's attention. With a pale face, Philip forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, I'm just feeling a little unwell!"

"It's alright, let's continue, Father!"

The old man called out "Father" with great sincerity, and then stopped what he was doing and said, "If you're not feeling well, then go and rest!"

"But the game isn't over yet..."

"It's alright, you go and rest!"

Upon hearing this, Philip slowly moved out of the room, but as he reached the door, the old man said, "Come here, no matter where you are, you must return to this home!"

"Ok!"

Philip paused for a moment before leaving the room. Once he was out of sight of the old man and Wakana, Philip's expression changed and he quickened his pace toward Wakana's room.

"Ten minutes is enough time!"

Philip, keeping track of the time, soon arrived at Wakana's door. He grasped the doorknob, looked around for a moment, and then went into the room.

On the other side, the old man continued his unfinished game of chess, oblivious to everything else.

"wrong!"

Feeling increasingly uneasy, Wakana suddenly got up and walked towards her room. The old man glanced at her but then ignored her.

After searching through Wakana's room, Philip finally found his memory in Wakana's bedside table.

At that moment, the door suddenly opened, and Wakana saw Philip holding her three memory modules with a very unpleasant expression.

"Guards! How dare you..."

Chapter 87: Philip Proves His Path by Slaying His Sister!

"Guards! How dare you...!"

With a frosty expression on her pretty face, Wakana gritted her teeth and stared at Philip, saying, "I knew you were plotting something, but I didn't expect you to still be thinking about that detective!"

"You've betrayed the family!"

"I'm sorry, Wakana-neechan, there are still people waiting for me at the agency!"

Philip glanced at the wall clock; it was already 10:59. Facing Wakana, who had removed the driver and memory, Philip's face was bitter. This past week had been the most anticipated and happiest time of his life.

But the thought that Shotaro was still waiting for him at the agency made him clench the Hayate Memory he was holding tightly.

........

"You're really strange, aren't you? You've been holding a blank book and reading it nonstop!"

"Is it strange? I think it's great!"

"There are so many new and interesting things out there, so many things I don't understand. Just knowing a little bit about them makes me very happy!"

"Weird guy!"

"Aren't you just a half-baked amateur yourself?"

"Each each other!"

.......

"I'm sorry, Wakana-neechan!"

"Shotaro is still waiting for me!"

I have to go!

Philip's resolute words only fueled Wakana's anger.

"Someone come here!"