The Strange Cat from Fuuto

"In short, Reborn will replace me."

"Hmph, whatever you like!"

The honest man waved his hand, ignoring Miku. Miku casually flicked out a puff of golden-red smoke, his figure blurred by the smoke as he disappeared from the experimental hall.

After half an hour.

Nascita Café.

Outside.

A blue-haired dog rode on the back of a husky, which was panting with its tongue lolling out, as they slowly walked into the Nascita café.

Not far away, Miku saw this scene and a hint of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

"Now I can go do what I need to do!"

Miku, whose figure suddenly vanished from the spot, disappeared without a trace. A short while later, the two unfortunate brothers, Rabbit and Dragon, helped each other into the Nascita café.

Chapter Fifteen: The Honest Man: "This is the beauty that is not accepted by the world!"

Tokyo Advanced Materials Research Institute.

Let's call it a day!

After inspecting the workshop, the honest man put his hands in his pockets, followed by Nariaki Utsumi, a man known as the robot.

"What about the E-3 program?"

"Regarding Project E-3, notify the relevant personnel in charge of it to work overtime. I need to see the report tomorrow morning!"

"Yes, I'll arrange it!"

After nodding to the honest man, Utsumi Nariaki took the folder and went to arrange the next tasks. The honest man slowly walked out of the workroom, preparing to leave work.

He was an honest man who got his position through his father's connections, yet he was completely ignorant of science.

He was able to get in all thanks to his father.

All I can say is, they truly are second-generation rich kids who rely on their fathers' connections.

I strolled all the way to the underground parking lot, where my driver was already waiting. I didn't even have to lift a finger to open the door; the driver did it all.

The honest man sat back in the car, and the driver slowly started the engine, driving out of the underground parking lot. They drove onto the highway, heading towards the Himuro family residence.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a large mansion. The driver honked the horn, and the gate slowly opened. The mansion of this honest family was a European-style building, spacious and grand.

The honest man got out of the car, waved casually, and went into the house. The driver drove away, saying he would come back to pick him up before going to work the next day.

Just as the honest man entered the house, a pair of eyes stared intently at him from the flower bed in front of the house.

"Hey, Himuro Gentoku!"

Miku grinned and disappeared silently into the flowerbed.

As darkness gradually fell, daylight faded and night descended.

After dinner, the honest man, as usual, went to the bathroom. Wearing only a towel, he slowly lay down in the bathtub. Grabbing a towel from the side, he soaked it and draped it over his face, letting out a comfortable sigh: "Ah!"

"There's been so much going on lately. That bastard Ark has inexplicably stirred up so many problems."

"Since you've stepped down from the front lines, you should have rested properly. Why did you suddenly reappear?"

"It's really annoying that he said all that nonsense to Kiryu Sento!"

After muttering a lot in a low voice, the honest man wiped his face with a towel and sank into the bathtub. Then he changed the subject: "But this guy's research ability is quite strong. He completely defeated the Genesis Smoke Fission System, which was created by Katsuragi as a smoke transformation system. He can also create and produce the Knight System himself."

"I really underestimated him before, and he even brought Reborn back with him. What exactly is he plotting?"

Or perhaps...?

The honest man with his eyelids lowered his expression, which turned serious. "What kind of secret conspiracy are you plotting?"

Outside the bathroom door, listening to the honest man muttering to himself, Miku pursed his lips: "This guy really has a rich imagination, and the changes in his mind after being exposed to the light of Pandora's Box have made him suspicious and distrustful."

"It's a pity that he has the ambition of a tyrant, but not the fate of one!"

"It was destined from the very beginning; there's no way to change it, and it can't be changed!"

Miku glanced disdainfully at the honest-looking man in the bathroom, then turned and left: "Well, I should get back to my business!"

Miku walked openly down the corridor, heading straight for the honest man's bedroom, while the passing servants ignored him.

Miku was no longer the obese blue cat he had been at the Nascita café; instead, he had regained his original appearance.

Its eyes are gold on the left and red on the right, its blue-gray fur has golden spots, and it has a long tail.

Miku walked into the honest man's bedroom, closed the door behind him, and opened the old poet's wardrobe. His wardrobe was full of Dongdu official uniforms. Miku looked at the silver-gray uniforms in front of him and a smile appeared in his eyes, but that was not his target.

Instead, it was another wardrobe, with several labels on it.

"Personalized customization", "Do not touch", "Do not touch", "Huande exclusive wardrobe", "Supreme taste", "Absolute art".

Scanning through the tags one by one, Miku scoffed, "This guy really has no self-awareness!"

"Perfect opportunity to let your fashion sense shine through."

The vengeful cat revealed a malicious smile as it opened the wardrobe, its eyes gleaming with malice as it looked at the indescribable clothes inside.

"Hehehe, it's been a long time since I've done something like this, I need to get back into the swing of things!"

Miku, eager to get started, crawled into the honest man's wardrobe, and the wardrobe door slowly closed.

More than half an hour later, the honest man, wearing a bathrobe and drying his hair, went into his room. After locking the door, he dried his hair, finished part of his work, read some of Sun Tzu's Art of War, and then lay down on the bed, turned off the light, and went to sleep.

Once the honest man's breathing became even and deep, Miku climbed out of his wardrobe. He first opened the cabinet full of uniforms, then, with a glint of silver-gray uniform in his eye, Miku's left eye flashed with gold: "Disappear!"

The uniform he ignited with his tail quickly turned into particles of light and dissipated into the air. Then, the other uniforms in the cabinet also disappeared one by one. Not only that, all the uniforms in the entire East City disappeared.

Even the vital parts of the machines in the factory that produces uniforms have disappeared.

"Next is..."

Miku, his eyes gleaming, approached the honest man's other wardrobe. He opened the wardrobe door with his tail, flicked it inside, and golden particles of light scattered into it, causing the clothes inside to undergo a strange transformation.

"That's fine!"

Miku grinned and took a few steps back before disappearing into thin air.

The next day.

As soon as the alarm clock rang, the honest man opened his eyes immediately, stretched lazily, turned off the alarm, and drew back the curtains. He went to the wardrobe where he kept his uniform.

The honest man opened the wardrobe and rubbed his eyes.

"Why is it empty?"

He closed the wardrobe, then opened it again. It was still empty; there was nothing inside. The uniforms that used to be neatly ironed and arranged one by one were all gone.

"strangeness!"

An honest man wearing bear-patterned underwear stood in front of the wardrobe, sunlight streaming in from the window behind him falling on his back.

Where did my uniform go?

Without a uniform, he could only put on a bathrobe and hurriedly went downstairs.

"Hey, where did my uniform go?"

The honest man who had just entered the hall asked loudly, but his father, dressed in a kimono, sat in the living room with a solemn expression.

"Gentoku, has your uniform disappeared too?"

"Dad, does that mean yours is too...?"

"That's right. Reports have been coming in from all over today, saying that everyone's uniforms have disappeared overnight, and the specific reason has not yet been determined."

"Then it should be enough time to notify the factory to make it!"

“It’s no use!” Himuro Taizan frowned. “All the important parts in the garment factory are missing.”

"It's no use rushing to finish it now!"

The honest man hurried to his father and asked, "What should we do?"

"Our uniforms represent the spirit of our East Capital, and they embody our beliefs!"

"For now, everyone can only wear casual clothes to work. Once the uniforms are finished, they can be worn to work!" Himuro Taizan stood up and said to his simple-minded son, "Let's go have breakfast first!"

"Well... okay."

The honest man nodded helplessly, and Himuro Taizan patted his silly son on the shoulder: "Look on the bright side, at least our work atmosphere will become more lively!"

The old man, with his hands behind his back, walked towards the restaurant: "Speaking of which, how about we designate this day as Casual Wear Day?"

"Then, how about we judge who has the best and worst style of dressing?"

As Himuro Taizan strolled slowly, he thought the idea was more and more feasible. Their Tokyo Metropolis had always pursued peaceful coexistence. By creating a casual dress day, all employees could have the opportunity to express their individuality, and it would also serve as a model for promoting freedom. It was like killing two birds with one stone.

The more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed, so Himuro Taizan finalized the matter. The honest man went to his room, stood in front of his personal wardrobe, his eyes extremely solemn, his lips pursed, and his fists slowly clenched.

"I never expected someone would specifically target uniforms. If I find out who did this, I'll break their legs!"

"But now we can only wear casual clothes, it's time to break the seal on this wardrobe!"

The honest man, with a somber expression, opened the wardrobe and said seriously, "This is personal art that cannot be tolerated by the world!"

The honest man, who had opened the door a crack, noticed his custom-made clothes inside, then immediately closed the door and turned around to press himself against the wardrobe.

"No, what if I accidentally become famous?"

"As an important official, I should be quietly contributing to others, but..." The honest man bit his lip and said, "It feels a bit of a pity to give up like this!"

"Then let it come! Let the storm rage even more fiercely!"

The honest man, who was facing the wardrobe again, opened the door, and his eyes lit up as he looked at the wardrobe.

"It really is... art!!!"

A moment later, the honest-looking man, wearing a denim vest and a yellow schoolboy hat, appeared. Underneath the vest was a white shirt with the words "威风堂堂" (meaning "majestic and dignified") printed on it, along with two black tank tops. He wore denim shorts that revealed his hairy legs, and his shoes showed two toes. His long, shimmering socks reached all the way to his knees.

The maid, who was wiping the vase, froze when she saw the honest man slowly walking down the stairs.

The vase in her hand fell to the ground and shattered with a bang.