I, the little cat, am a substitute for others who are starving and thin

Looking at the task that left the cat clueless, Yimi began to wonder if the system didn't want her to go home, and that it had assigned a task in the previous world that the cat would not complete.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"Meow?"

The cat heard the sound that made her feel unhappy. Ever since Lan educated her about species, Yimi's overall impression of dogs has dropped again. The only dog ​​the cat likes is Uncle Nuomi.

"Ow!"

Seeing that Yimi didn't run away, the ferocious-looking bulldog pounced on him.

"Meow!"

Yimi raised her paw and gave it a big smack.

"Ouch——"

He didn't use his full strength, but the dog still screamed and flew backwards for a long distance, even with three sharp teeth flying out in the air.

"Meow?"

Yimi looked at his paws in confusion.

Ever since she left the first world, the power she had strengthened could no longer be converted into physical strength, but now it was adapting back to her body by default.

Moreover, her mental power became clear again, as if the infinite magic power provided by the materialization of the soul also affected the power of the substitute that was not exchanged.

Yimi tried to convert the power back into magic power and succeeded.

Miracles and unequal exchanges are not limited by the adaptability of the world, but for some reason the increase in power currently only takes effect in these two worlds.

Yimi regained her strength and stamina.

Compared to the infinite magic power, the enhancement of strength makes Yimi more comfortable. After all, this can really make her run faster and jump farther, but in terms of magic, she can only release magic.

"Oh wow…Ooooooooooo!"

The bulldog that she knocked away stood up tremblingly, barked a few times, and then ran in a certain direction.

As a street fighter who often fought with dogs, Yimi could of course hear that this was the dog's signal that it was going to find its companions to beat her up.

"Meow!"

Yimi pounced over.

You dare to call for help? The cat wants to finish him off!

After turning a corner, she suddenly saw a group of dogs staring at her with fierce eyes. It seemed that this was a gathering place for stray dogs, and she had just entered someone else's territory.

A group of strong dogs made threatening sounds towards Yimi, and the dog king who was surrounded by them and seemed to be the leader was actually a Boston Terrier that didn't look very big.

"What's going on with this cat with such exaggerated fur color?"

Unlike other dogs, this Boston Terrier has thoughts similar to those of a human. It turned its head and looked at its poor little brother.

Although they are called little brothers, they are actually just guys who come to it for no apparent reason and form a group with it. Since it can occasionally use these guys to find delicious food, it does not drive them away.

"Hey, hey, you're so sturdy you can't even be repelled by a cat that's not even a large cat... What's with the teeth? Could this cat have done it?"

The above is just its psychological activity. As a dog, no matter how smart it is, its physiological structure does not allow it to speak human language.

"Meow."

Yimi began to wag his tail.

"That's a cat's preparation for attack, right? Damn it, I don't want to bother with you about something so inexplicable!"

The little brother returned in a miserable state, and the cat dared to chase him. Even a stupid human would have seen that something was wrong. But its pride would not allow it to retreat in front of so many little brothers.

A large amount of sand suddenly appeared behind the little Boston Terrier, and from it condensed into a beast that looked larger than a human.

The younger brothers around it all retreated to make way for it.

"Wang Wang!"

"Do you understand? I'm not someone you can mess with. If you understand, get out of here!"

"Meow?"

Although their appearances are different, Yimi can roughly tell that this is the power of the stand.

Are we back to the first world? But the mission in the first world has been completed, and there aren't that many cars on the streets of the first world.

"Famine!"

"Well!"

A substitute symbolizing disaster appeared behind Yimi.

"Wang Wang!"

Seeing this, the wild dogs could no longer hold back their fear and quickly jumped away from the little Boston Terrier.

"How could you possibly possess the same power as me? Get out of here! I don't want to fight you, and you can't beat me. Getting injured while wandering in the wild is practically the same as death. Don't you understand this?"

He barked at Yimi, but no matter how much emotion was contained in his barking, in Yimi's ears it was just barking.

"Meow?"

But Yimi realized that this unfriendly dog ​​seemed to be just bluffing and was not very willing to fight with her.

When she was a street fighter, she had encountered many such bluffing guys, but most of them were separated by a door, or had a rope around their necks by their parents. The only ones who really did what they said were cats.

"Meow!"

But just now the big dog caused trouble for him, and he called for help from this little dog. The cat didn't forget the lesson that not finishing off the enemy would cause trouble.

Then the cat came up with a good idea.

"Meow."

Yimi released the substitute and called out to the other party in a friendly manner.

And threw over a strange-looking fruit.

"What's going on? Is this an attack? Suddenly, it barked at me..."

The little Boston Terrier sniffed the strange fruit in confusion.

"What is that? It smells so good!"

It tastes better than anything it has ever eaten!

Although it is suspicious, it smells really good and I really want to eat it!

Unable to resist the temptation, the little Boston Terrier opened his mouth and bit into it. As expected, it was a rare delicacy in the world. I didn't expect this cat to be such a good cat.

"Meow~ (*^_^*)"

Yimi watched with satisfaction as it finished eating the fruit, which was said to taste as bad as shit.

"Congratulations to the host for achieving the achievement [Turning Enemies into Friends], and reward 5% of portal energy."

This is the fruit that Maomao got from the sailing world.

2

Chapter 2 It’s obviously a cat.

The little Boston Terrier felt that he was so stupid. How could there be a black cat in the world?

"Mr. Joestar, what should we do next?"

A dark-skinned man with dreadlocks got out of a fairly expensive car and turned to look at the old man next to him.

Muhammad Abdel, a fortune teller from Egypt, is also a Stand user. Interestingly, his ability as a fortune teller has nothing to do with divination, but rather a fire-breathing Stand that he named Magician's Red.

"Hmm... let me think about it."

The elderly man called Joestar waved to the employees of the Speedwagon Corporation beside him.

The other party understood and handed over a brand new camera.

Then, purple vines extended from his arms, and he made a knife-like palm move to chop them apart.

Despite the damage, the photos in the camera were slowly being printed out.

At first, it was pitch black and had no shape, but with the help of the stand ability called [Hermit Purple], a clear picture gradually emerged that could only be taken by a person with absolutely no hand shaking.

It looks like a small alley, and the perspective provided is just enough to clearly reflect the billboard hanging at the entrance of the alley that serves as a sign.

Joseph Joestar, his Stand ability is that he can destroy a camera worth 30,000 yen with one palm... No, it's reading and writing.

In fact, there are many media that he can use for reading and writing, such as the popular televisions of this era, or simply outlining useful patterns on the sand on the ground. However, the most skilled method is to make negative distance contact with the camera, although this requires consuming a camera each time it is used.

Joseph pinched his chin and said, "It feels like I've just passed through this alleyway."

"You can probably find alleys like this everywhere in Manhattan, right, Mr. Joestar?"

Abdel glanced around but didn't see anything that matched the shape of the billboard.

"But for locals, they should be able to find us just by asking around. Be careful, Mr. Joestar. Dogs have such good sense of smell that they might have already sensed us from this distance. If it's a timid species, it'll catch us if it even tries to get close."

"Um……"

The purpose of this trip was to capture the Boston Terrier. Abdel divined the avatar of the Tarot card "The Fool," and Joseph's reading confirmed its location. Technically, it was a "recruitment," but one couldn't really reason with a stray dog, could they? So, they could only capture the small dog, which was said to be causing considerable trouble for the locals, and then attempt to tame it.

The purpose is to prepare for the fight against Dio Brando, the enemy of the Joestar family bloodline!

"Wow!"

As he was searching, Joseph suddenly heard a sharp and shrill cat cry from behind him, like a cat in heat.

"Huh? Where did this stray cat come from? It's so dirty and makes such disgusting noises. Go away..."

The Speedwagon staff following behind the two men drove them away with disgust.

"Damn it, you bastard actually called me a cat!"

It was originally a small Boston Terrier, but now it looks like a cow cat with a few hairs on its face. It couldn't stand it and barked at the man in front of it a few times, but no matter how he called, its voice was just a cat-like "meow".

It was all that weird fruit that stinky cat fed it! Damn it, it had always despised human intelligence, but it actually fell into such a simple and unskilled trap...

It could probably feel that it seemed to have only gained the ability to turn into a cat, but having just taken the devil fruit, it obviously could not control this power well.

"Meow~ (*^_^*)"

Yimi sat elegantly on the lid of the trash can behind it.

As long as I turn you into a cat, we will no longer be enemies of cats and dogs.

"Asshole, use your suspicious substitute to change me back!"

The Boston cat pounced on Yimi in frustration, but without Yimi having to move, it crashed into the trash can because it couldn't control the sudden change in its body structure.

"Hey, did you find anything?"

Joseph looked at the employee behind him who had stopped moving with confusion. "I suggest you stay in the car. Even if it's a dog, a Stand User is extremely dangerous to ordinary people."

"Nothing Mr. Joestar, there's a really stupid cat here."

The employee said this while looking at the Boston cat.

"What did you say? You bastard!"

The Boston cats' expressions seemed to transform into anthropomorphic indifference as they glared at the damned employee.

No, what was that guy talking about? He wanted to find a dog?

The alley is connected at both ends, so the billboard that Joseph and the others didn't see was actually at the other end of the alley.

Not to mention the entire Manhattan, this is the dog that has been caught the most times on this block alone. How could this not arouse its vigilance?

Joseph scratched his head with his prosthetic hand. "Stupid cat? Ah~ Cats have such limited brain capacity, I'm not surprised at all the stupid things they do."

"makes sense."

"Hey."

The little Boston cat grinned when he heard this.

"Meow?"

Yimi felt inexplicably offended.

She jumped down from the trash can, walked slowly out of the alley, and looked at Joseph who was speaking rudely.