After I died of old age, I was reincarnated into another world and became a cat

"It's okay, you sit down, you sit down."

Itfel waved cheerfully and asked them to sit down, but the three of them insisted on waiting until Itfel was seated before they found a seat and sat down.

"Mother, today is your birthday, and I contacted my sister and younger brother to come back to celebrate with you. Because it was a surprise, I didn't tell you in advance. I hope my sudden return didn't cause any trouble to the family."

"Hey, I'm just going home, why are you so formal?"

Although Itfil felt a little reproachful towards his eldest son's remarks, he was actually very happy in his heart.

"How is your work at the police station? Take care of yourself and rest when you need to. Don't work on cases all day and ruin your health. Some cases can't be solved by just hard work. It depends on chance."

"Oh, okay."

The eldest son responded softly, and the daughter quickly followed up.

"Mom, let me tell you, your daughter is becoming more and more famous! I'm telling you, this time I did business all the way to the north and made a lot of money! Now the whole business is praising me, your daughter is amazing, isn't she?"

"Haha, not bad, not bad. You are worthy of being my daughter. You should act young as you should! But you should also be careful when doing business and watch out for those parasites. Bring as many experts as possible with you. In the past few years, many people died on the Shinto Road. You must pay attention to your own safety."

There was a hint of worry in Justis' tone.

"No problem, Mom! When my brother graduates, he can just join me in business!"

"I'm not going..."

The youngest son's voice is soft and weak, which makes people want to bully him. It is for this reason that he has been teased by his sister since he was a child. However, because he has a reliable older brother who often scolds his sister afterwards, the relationship between the three siblings is relatively harmonious.

"Mom, after I go back this time, I will officially start to advance to a magician. Also, look, this is the house cup I got in my first year."

The youngest son handed Itfil a small trophy with his name engraved on it. There was also a round magic ball in the trophy, which kept shining with starlight.

"You work very hard. How are your studies going recently? Are you used to eating in the school cafeteria?"

"Well, everything is fine."

"That's fine, that's fine."

Itfil happily handed the trophy back and patted his youngest son's head.

"Now that we are all back, let's have dinner together tonight. Honey, take the children back to their rooms to rest. I'll sit down here for a while."

"it is good."

Justis gently shook Itefel's hand, then led her three children back to their respective rooms to rest, and discussed with her girls and boys whether they had someone they liked.

After Itfil watched the four of them leave with a smile, the hall became quiet again, and the sound of rain and the crackling sound of burning firewood outside became clearer and clearer.

Just like that, Itfil recalled some things from the past.

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Chapter 103: Are you afraid of the dark? No, I’m not.

Some time ago, a letter brought several of her sisters together in the city of Gaster.

The reason was that their eldest sister Frannie had died, having exhausted her longevity and reached the end of her life.

At the age of 92

Itfil, Filin and Nivea drove from Swell City to Gatester to attend Franny's funeral.

As Miller was a civilian and his body was no longer able to travel long distances, he had to go with Toni Vina, taking her token with her.

That day, the sun was very bright.

But the steps of the three of them were a little heavy.

When they arrived, they specially changed into funeral dresses. Fortunately, the road to and from had been repaired, thanks to Franny's husband, who was a truly ambitious man. Under his leadership, the city of Gattster had developed considerably.

The death of his wife also left him unable to get over it for a long time.

"Please accept my condolences, everyone. She passed away peacefully and did not suffer any hardship in her life. I believe her soul can rest in peace in the temple."

After the funeral, the three sisters sat together again after a long time. After all, they have to shoulder a lot of responsibilities when they grow up and can no longer be as free and easy as they were when they were girls.

"My dear Itefel, I didn't expect that you would end up with that guy Justis. I saw your daughter in the imperial capital last time. She is indeed a quirky little girl, but her little mouth is quite adorable."

"You are already old, why do you still like to talk about such gossip?"

Itfil looked at Filin with some headache.

"Don't be fooled by my daughter's sweet words. I heard that she is very cruel in her methods of cheating people. Be careful that you may fall into this ditch one day."

"That's really your biological daughter, haha."

“But then again, Nivena’s husband is actually a young general, and I was wondering why you were so excited to go out hunting with others.

Nivena no longer had the silence she had when she was young, and now looked more like a lovely old woman who always kept smiling.

"If he hadn't insisted on dragging me out hunting for the sake of face, I would have ignored him. Later, I found him quite pleasing to the eye, so I thought I might as well take him in."

After saying this very calmly, Nivena gently picked up the teacup and took a sip of black tea.

"Oh, you were so shy when you were young. I didn't expect you to be so mature now."

Filin's voice was slightly teasing.

"Small fruits are always green, but the more they ripen, the sweeter they become."

Nivena did not directly respond to Filin's provocation, but cleverly used a sentence from the book to cover up the matter.

"To be honest, you are the most outrageous one, right? You just left with the little prince, and I had to run all the way to chase you and escort you all the way."

"Hey."

Philin stuck out his tongue.

"You are so old but you are still acting like a child. Why are you pretending to be so young?"

"What do you know? Being young at heart means your body will always be young. I will always be eighteen!"

Whenever he thought of this, Itfil couldn't help but smile.

"Oh...you are young."

Itfil controlled the breeze to blow on the flame in the fireplace. The flame, which was originally dying, suddenly regained a little momentum under the infusion of the wind.

“It’s great to be young…”

After thinking about it, my friends went their separate ways.

Itfil just stared at the stove in a daze.

"Meow……"

A slight cat's meow echoed in the empty living room.

"Ok?"

Itfil turned his head instantly and saw a white cat with black stripes standing on the windowsill looking at him.

"La...Luna?"

The cat that suddenly appeared was undoubtedly La Luna. Itfil had only raised such a cat in his life, and he felt very guilty for losing La Luna.

She stood up shakily, and La Luna quickly jumped down from the windowsill and ran to Itefel's side.

"Meow meow……"

Itfil picked up LaLuna and rubbed her belly with his nose out of habit.

"Gululu..."

"You...are back."

"Ah."

La Luna rubbed Itfil's face with her head. Time had already bruised that smooth skin, leaving wrinkles all over it.

"Okay, haha, I'm glad I'm back."

Itfil held La Luna in his arms with a smile and sat in front of the stove. While warming himself by the fire, he gently stroked La Luna's fur.

She didn't ask where La Luna had gone, nor did she wonder why La Luna could live so long. She just sat there. They didn't have the excitement of reunion, nor did they cry after a long separation. The man and the cat just sat there quietly.

The mistakes I made when I was young are being made up for bit by bit.

"Honey, let's go have lunch."

Justis walked in and was surprised to see the cat in Itfil's arms. For some reason, he felt that the cat looked familiar.

"This is?"

La Luna saw Justis coming in and then looked at Itfil.

Itefel gently stroked LaLuna's back.

"This is my husband. You've seen him before. He's my boss, the one with blond hair and a mean mouth."

La Luna thought about it, and then a sunny and handsome face appeared in her mind and gradually overlapped with the old man.

"Got it, this kid looks good."

"Honey, this cat..."

Justis couldn't help but ask his own questions. He knew that Itfil had raised a cat before.

At first I thought Itfil liked it, so I tried giving two away, but each time I gave them away, they were returned unopened.

Moreover, after marrying Itfil, he did not find that Itfil had any hobby of raising anything.

So where did this cat come from?

"This is La Luna. I think you should remember it. It's the one I used to raise."

Itfil held LaLuna's front paws with both hands and lifted her up.

"La Luna, give him a shout?"

"Meow."

La Luna gave a symbolic cry, and Itefel put it down again.

"Oh...Is that so? Let's eat first."

Justis came over and supported Itefel, while La Luna jumped down and followed Itefel herself.

"Dear, ask the chef to cut some meat and put it on a separate plate."

"Ok."

On the long dining table, Itfil sat in the middle, with Justis sitting on his left, but today, as an exception, there was an extra plate on the right.

When the children sat down, they were puzzled to see an extra plate opposite them.

When the chef brought up the ordinary dishes, he poured some cold meat into the basin.

"Does mother have any guests today?"

Although the plate did not look like food for guests, the eldest son still couldn't help but ask his questions.

"Yes, a friend of mine came today."

"Is that Aunt Miller? But the food you prepared is too shabby..."

After hearing what her mother said, the daughter also raised her own questions. Her mother's closest friends were just those aunts, and among them, only Miller was a civilian...