Editor: Sparrow Translations
With the end of Muscle Society, Zhao Yao had returned to his usual mundane life. He would spend his ti running between the café’s daily operations and settling so errands inside the extradinsional belly. It was a simple yet fun ti.
At the end of the month, Matcha sneakily entered the cat toilet.
"Hmph, today will be the day I am crowned as the star cat for the café! As long as I retain my title, I’ll be able to enter the belly and et Diana. Then, I would finally propose to her!"
"owhaha, if she gives birth to a male cat, I’ll na him MaTigreal. If it’s a female cat, she’ll be MaFreya."
Both nas were extrely la. It was simply a combination of Matcha’s na with his favorite Mobile Legends character. However, just the thought of it caused him to beam from ear to ear. He was already on cloud nine.
If Zhao Yao were around, he would definitely remind Matcha how unrealistic his plan was. Firstly, he had to win the competition. Secondly and more importantly, why would Diana even marry him?
Matcha swept his eyes furtively around to check if anyone was looking at him. With no prying eyes observing him, Matcha instantly activated tifreeze. A sly smile was plastered on his face as he stopped right in front of an automatic self-cleaning litter box. He reached his arm into the litter box and was digging for sothing.
His paw made contact with a clump of soft objects which instantaneously sent jitters down his spine. His forehead creased together as agony flashed across his eyes.
"Matcha, you must hang in there. Diana will be yours as long as you win the competition."
Matcha bit his lips and continued fishing his paws through the litter box. Finally, he removed his paw from it and saw his entire paw coated in a black gri. He inched his nose towards his paws and broke out into a shriek as he threw his paw away.
Despite the unbearable stench, Matcha began cackling, "I will definitely be the crowned as the star cat!"
His eyes swept across the cat toilet furtively again. After ensuring that the coast was clear, he activated tifreeze before making his way back to the middle of the café. He was walking on three paws, saving his black and grimy paw for sothing special.
Matcha’s eyes darted towards Elizabeth who he regarded as the most popular cat in the café. Currently, Elizabeth was surrounded by a huddle of girls. Matcha slid Elizabeth a sly grin as he whispered to himself, "Elizabeth is definitely my strongest competition for this contest. If I can get rid of her, my chances of winning will be as high as 90%!"
Ti froze once again.
When ti resud, the girls surrounding Elizabeth burst out screaming in fear.
Coco Sun, who adored cosplay, donned on a traditional Chinese dress. As the intense stench radiated from Elizabeth, her face instantly turned green as she scread, "What’s that sll? Who shat on their pants?"
One of the girls pointed her finger at Elizabeth and shouted, "Look! There is shit sared all over Elizabeth’s butt!"
Matcha, who was hiding at the corner of the café, burst out laughing at this scene. He was busy applauding himself for this perfect plan as he thought, "Hmph, what’s the use of looking so cute when you have shit sared all over your ass? Who will even like you?"
Because of Matcha’s action, Elizabeth’s popularity for the day plumted. Seeing Elizabeth lying alone in the café, without any of her fans, sent Matcha jumping with joy. He could not wait for the results of the night’s star cat competition.
Once they returned ho, Nanako sat on the chair and began tallying the votes for this widely-anticipated competition. A smug smile reflected off Matcha’s face as he eagerly awaited the results.
He took a look at his reflection as he seductively licked his snow-white paws, before running his saliva-stained paw through his fur. He even humd his favorite song while looking at his handso reflection, "Why do birds suddenly appear ... Every ti, I am near ... Just like you, they long to be ... close to ."
Finally, it was the mont Matcha had been waiting for. Nanako stood from her seat and announced, "After rounds of tallying, the winner goes to Elizabeth!"
"What!" Matcha sprang down from the table, fuming with anger. He ran towards Nanako’s feet and demanded, "How is that possible? How can a cat with shit sared on her butt get first? Conspiracy! There must be so sort of conspiracy!"
Zhao Yao who was busy having his dinner simply threw Matcha off the dining table and complained, "Shut up, you’re affecting my dinner."
"Zhao Yao!" Matcha put on his most pitiful face as he pounced onto Zhao Yao’s calf. He scread, "There must be a conspiracy! Soone had stolen my title!"
Zhao Yao’s eyebrows shot upward as he sneered, "You only won the first competition because you took part in my splendid performance. Because of the renovation, the competition for the second month was postponed. It’s natural for Elizabeth to win the competition for this month."
"Why? Matcha scread.
Zhao Yao just blurted whatever ca to his mind, "She’s the only ragdoll in the entire café, that’s why."
Matcha could not believe his ears and lanted, "Just because she is a ragdoll? But I am a Jianghai Fold! I can’t even compare to a cat with shit on her fur?"
Zhao Yao replied with a nod of his head.
"No!" Matcha collapsed to the ground and protested, "I do not concur! How can she win solely based on her bloodline? I must defy the odds! My destiny is in my hands! I shall prevail!"
Roly Poly, who was resting in the corner of the living room, observed this pathetic scene and sniggered secretly, "This silly cat. Does he actually think that he stands a chance against ?"
He slid Matcha a condescending glare before fixing his attention on his real mission. His eyes swept towards Mango as he exclaid, "Mango, Mango! It’s ti for dinner! Co here for dinner!"
Mango blinked his eyes adorably before racing toward Roly Poly.
Roly Poly was bursting with excitent when he saw Mango running towards him. He retrieved a cat snack from his stash and threw it in front of Mango. Mango instantly devoured it happily.
"Success! Finally, Mango has reacted to my calls!" After days of training, Mango seed to be able to recognize his own na.
Roly Poly’s eyes gravitated towards his phone screen as he read, "Rember to call your cat’s na before feeding it. This will teach your cat to recognize its own na. Hmph, I have done this already!" His paws swept upwards as he continued reading.
"When your cat responds to your calling, you must reciprocate with food as a reward. You can give it a gentle massage on its spine. Continue feeding it while calling its na. This would allow your cat to connect its na to the food. If your cat does not struggle when you touch it, this ans that your cat has already acknowledged you ..."
After reading the paragraph, Roly Poly instantly put his learning into action. He scread for Mango as he threw another handful of cat snacks onto the floor.
While Mango was busy wiping the food off the floor, Roly Poly made use of the opportunity to give Mango a massage.
"That’s great, Mango did not run away!" Roly Poly was engrossed in his daydreams as his paw continued running across Mango’s fur, "This is great! The information on the internet is so useful! As long as I persevere, I’ll be able to add this invincible general to my side."
While Roly Poly was busy daydreaming, his nails accidentally scratched against Mango’s skin which caused him to turn around and run away.
"This stupid cat." Roly Poly muttered as he pounded angrily on his chest before continuing his research.
"Never hit your cat if your cat ever bites you. You can scream to let it know that it hurts."
"D*mn it, who wrote this stupid instruction!" Roly Poly tried his best to suppress his anger and thought, "I guess there’s still a long way to go before I’m done with Mango."
anwhile, Zhao Yao imdiately collapsed on the couch after finishing his dinner. Today was the end of the month, which ant that it was ti for him to reap the harvest of his missions.
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