After Turning Into a Kitten, I Was Adopted by My Father-Figure Childhood Friend - Chapter 6

Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow. “Owner?”…

“Owner?”

The little calico seemed a bit dazed, staring blankly at the Lion Cat. Its cat eyes were wide and round. “Ha? What nonsense are you talking about? I’m the owner here!”

That bastard Lu Jingchuan was clearly his family’s live-in servant!

Song Xingyou lifted his chin, arrogantly pointing toward the silhouette outside the door with a smug and haughty expression.

The Lion Cat let out an “oh.” “Give it a rest. One look at you and it’s obvious you’re house-raised!”

“Whiny and clingy, with a body like a bean sprout!”

“Humans are great at raising cats. There was this young girl who wanted to keep me, but I wasn’t havin’ it. Instead, I brought her a kitten to keep. Now that kitten is raised all sleek and shiny! I even go back every few days to check in on ’em!”

The Lion Cat spoke in a rough, gravelly voice. It twitched its whiskers grumpily and stood up from its sitting position, changing its posture to offer some earnest, heart-to-heart advice.

“But this life ain’t free, kid. Listen up: if you’re gonna let a human take you home, you gotta be ready to go under the knife. Trading your ‘crown jewels’ for cat treats, you gotta learn to do the math!”

The three-month-old kitten was clearly juvenile and looked several sizes smaller than the adult Lion Cat. Its scrawny body lacked even a hint of developed muscle.

It was still an underage little kitty, one that obviously hadn’t suffered the brutal beatings of stray life.

The Lion Cat asked, “Would ya rather be out in the dead of winter diggin’ up mouse holes?”

“…” After a long silence, Song Xingyou slowly said, “Then why don’t you find a human to raise you?”

“The cat has higher ambitions.” The Lion Cat narrowed its eyes and said in a deep, Godfather-like tone, “The outside is dangerous, but our clan can’t be without a cat to look after things. If a buddy really wants to leave the group, I’ll make sure to find ’em a reliable household.”

“Kid, if you ever get bored of stayin’ indoors, remember to come to this neck of the woods to find me.”

The Lion Cat used the tip of its tail to draw a crooked cat-head mark in the corner and signaled the little calico to come over with a paw.

Song Xingyou went over in a daze and had his head fur licked.

He was instantly shocked. His amber cat pupils were filled with disbelief as he instinctively leaned his head back, looking completely out of sorts.

Wow, this cat is licking me!

Song Xingyou was full of questions, but he didn’t expect the Lion Cat to change its face in a second. It bit down on the cat’s pointed ear and let out a deafening purr that sounded like a low-throated engine: “Hurry up and give the cat two bites of that delicious-smellin’ stuff you got!”

With two sharp fangs pressed against his ear, Song the Cat was caught off guard. The little “Bad Kitty” who had been so arrogant in front of the man was instantly terrified, his fur standing on end. His ear-tips twitched in a frantic, helpless mess: “Meow meow!”

Save me! Lu Xiao Chuan, save me!

“Meow-uuu-meow—!”

His movements were violent as he instinctively performed “rabbit kicks.” His four paws slapped wildly against the fence, and the entire kitten huddled together like it had fallen into water, trembling.

The Lion Cat narrowed its eyes, a fierce glint appearing. “Yell all you want, you’re still givin’ it up! You come to my turf, I’ve never seen anyone dare not to pay! Not givin’ it? You better watch your back from now on!”

In the cat world, a larger size undoubtedly gives an advantage in a fight.

The Lion Cat was a veteran of a hundred battles. If it didn’t let go, it could bite a cat’s ear right off.

Suddenly, it seemed to sense some danger. Its blue pupils constricted, and it instinctively stiffened its tail. It turned its head toward a certain direction and crouched low, letting out a deep hiss.

“Meow meow!”

Meow-my-god, I hate these cats with owners. Weak and bold. You hit the small one and the big one shows up.

Picked up from behind, Song Xingyou flicked his tail. Before he could even see who it was, the tip of his tail had already unconsciously wrapped around the person.

He let out two cowardly whimpers and patted his paws against the man’s chest. The entire cat curled into a ball on the man’s chest, his little paws covering his ears, trembling with fear.

The man’s hand brushed through the fine fur, gently checking the bitten ear. “It’s okay, it’s okay…”

The man carefully inspected the kitten for any marks. After confirming that not a single hair was missing, he relaxed his brow. He stroked the back of the cat’s neck reassuringly and brought a cat treat strip to its mouth.

His large hand pressed down on the two pointed ears, flattening them into “airplane ears,” and stroked from the head backward. His meticulous movements were filled with a sense of deep comfort.

Lu Jingchuan frowned slightly, staring at the Lion Cat with a serious gaze.

“I didn’t give permission for You-you to be put with such a fierce cat.”

The doctor was also puzzled. “He was quite quiet in the cage before.”

“He used to live on the streets and had many kittens. When the rescuers brought him here to be neutered, he just had a litter. Maybe he got a bit excited seeing a kitten.”

“Meow meow meow…” Not at all, he’s just a bad kitty thief.

With the man’s large hand shielding his head, Song Xingyou had a backer. He poked his head out from underneath, his two stubborn pointed ears standing tall in defiance. His ears twitched as he clawed at the man’s sweater, incessantly meowing his complaints.

Every time he meowed, the cat treat was automatically fed into his mouth.

Song Xingyou shook his head to refuse, but once his mouth tasted the flavor, he instantly meowed and clawed at the man’s hand to lick and lick.

Wow! This is also super delicious!

After Song the Cat finished licking, with the man’s hand supporting his butt, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped, he was back in action.

He curled his lip, his fluffy self clinging to the man’s arm. While licking, Song Xingyou childishly cast a boastful glance toward the Lion Cat.

“Meow~” I’m not afraid of you, kitty.

Hmph!

When I was out acting like a saint and feeding strays, you weren’t even around, kitty. You think you can just rush over and hit me with those little paws? In your dreams.

The Lion Cat ruled the streets based on its size. Only humans dared to call it “Kitty”; other cats called it “Savage彪” (Sang Biao)!

It never expected that one day it would be provoked by this little juvenile. It was truly a case of “a cat on the plains being bullied by another cat”!

Instantly losing its temper, it propped up its front paws, standing tall and hissing fiercely at the kitten.

“You wait till I get out and finish you!”

The Lion Cat was seething with rage, its paws frantically scratching at the door lock. It grumbled under its breath, telling Song Xingyou to wait; once it got out, it would beat him until he meowed for mercy.

“Bleh~” Song Xingyou stuck out his tongue, flicking his tail provocatively.

His beautiful “eight-character” facial markings were clean and pretty. The different-colored “blush” on both sides made his ear-tips tremble in the air like fine snow falling, it was incredibly soft and cute.

The soft, tricolor cotton ball’s voice was sweet enough to make humans lose their heads, but in the Lion Cat’s ears, it was nothing but a provocation.

The Lion Cat lashed its tail in fury. Its two paws unleashed a “Cat Eighteen Palms” flurry in the air, making the cubicle rattle like thunder. It looked like it desperately wanted to rush in and beat him up.

Song Xingyou shook his fur, the tip of his tail swaying triumphantly from side to side. He put his paws on his hips like a victor and couldn’t help but scratch his ear.

“Hmph.” He patted the air toward the Lion Cat with a little paw, then patted the man. His amber eyes blinked, the golden flecks around his pupils shining exceptionally bright and crafty.

“Meow-uuu!” Neuter him!

The kitten waved a paw with grand ambition. The Lion Cat looked up in shock: “Meow meow meow!”

I steal your food and you take my balls?

Without a single moment of pity for the Lion Cat, Lu Jingchuan nodded solemnly, attempting to understand: “Right. He bullied You-you. We won’t play with him.”

Song Xingyou: ?

Is that what I said? You bastard!

Even though he couldn’t understand, Lu Jingchuan was in sync with Song Xingyou. Like an old-fashioned pre-modern human in an era of digital payments, he pulled out his wallet and took out a stack of bills. With one sentence, he decided the Lion Cat’s future fate: “Please neuter him as soon as possible.”

The man’s large hand pressed down on the kitten’s pointed ears, not letting him hear the word “neuter.”

Don’t listen. It’s a bad review.

“Meow meow meow!” No, you just wait for me!

Having received the “sponsorship,” the doctor quickly carried the Lion Cat out. This family boss, who had ruled the neighborhood for many years, waved its paws unwillingly, its sharp teeth almost shattering in frustration.

Under the effect of the anesthesia, its past of ruling the world came to an end. Amidst the hallucinations of his former glory where everyone answered his call, his tongue was pulled out in a daze as he collapsed onto the operating table.

Pity, pity, how very pitiful.

Song Xingyou crouched by the glass wall, covering his small mouth and revealing a crafty, evil smile.

This is the price of robbing the King of Cats.

Click.

His pointed ears caught the sound as sharply as radar. Song Xingyou turned around alertly and saw the tall man behind him holding up his phone. A photo had quietly taken shape.

Lu Jingchuan sent the photo to Xing-xing, who still hadn’t replied. It was a photo of him holding the kitten facing off against the Lion Cat—a live broadcast of the scene.

: Neutered the bad cat. : Should You-you be neutered too? : You-you can push cups. Do you want to see?

Meow-my-god! Another photo!

Song Xingyou, who considered himself calm and composed, exploded in rage for a second. He flailed his limbs and quickly jumped up, clawing his way up the man’s suit trousers. Under the man’s intentional indulgence, he climbed onto his shoulder and poked his head out to look, full of fury.

Song Xingyou: ?

Is this… the Moments feed?

Song Xingyou narrowed his eyes, placing a little paw on his chin with a look of inquiry.

Dammit, once I catch who exactly you’re messaging, you’re finished!

One slap for a woman, two for a man, and for Lu Xiao Chuan, it’s a Cat Eighteen Palms.

As Lu Jingchuan pushed You-you onto his shoulder, a message happened to pop up on his Moments feed. He moved his finger and clicked on the photo. With one look, he spotted the young man in the crowd who stood out like an elegant, independent white crane.

The young man was beautiful, wearing a clean, Chinese-style top. His hair rested softly against his sides. His round almond eyes were slightly narrowed, perhaps due to the bright light, revealing a unique sense of craftiness.

Standing among the mountains, he was like a white magnolia quietly standing on a branch—serene, delicate, and carrying an indescribable brilliance.

It was Song Xingyou.

Song Xingyou also poked his head out to look at his own photo. Why did the three people around him look so familiar?

Isn’t this his roommate’s Moments feed?

These guys didn’t forget to Photoshop a travel photo for him while they were out having fun. These four years of raising them weren’t in vain. Good sons.

Wait!

Lu Jingchuan has his roommate as a friend???

Song Xingyou leaned back in disbelief, his chin tucking in. Even his two stubborn upright ears unconsciously folded into airplane ears.

“Meow-uuu-meow-meow?” Why did you add my roommate?

Lu Jingchuan didn’t grasp his shock. He swiped his finger, precisely downloading every photo that contained “Xing content” into his album.

Collection +1.

The corners of Lu Jingchuan’s mouth lifted slightly by two “happiness pixels.” He swiped through the photos, and based on his familiarity with the IP address, he quickly found the scenic area Xing-xing had gone to. Then he looked at today’s flight tickets.

This series of actions nearly scared the fur off Song Xingyou.

Ha! This guy couldn’t be thinking of coming to find me, could he?

Hahaha, that’s impossible.

Song Xingyou opened his mouth in disbelief, staring blankly at Lu Jingchuan. The golden flecks in his cat pupils shifted unpredictably for a moment as he unwillingly extended a paw to stop him.

No, no, no, no!

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