The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

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"Ahem, by the way, senior, the cat you mentioned just now refers to this one?"

"Ah."

Senior sister Anise nodded, with a faint smile on her lips.

"My cat got lost about a week ago. It's very worrying."

Saying so, Senior Sister Anise took out a self-made cat hunting notice, and Wu also took it and read it.

The gender is female, the age is five years old, she has the blood of a Persian cat, the color is gray, and her hobby is... sleepiness?

Wu Ye raised his head strangely, and met Fenix's always gentle eyes.

"That's it, can you show me your cat? It was picked up, right?"

"Ah, of course..."

Perhaps it was because there was no room for Wu Ye to pause in Senior Fennel's words, or maybe it was because Senior Fennel's voice was too easy to disarm. Although he seemed to sense something wrong in Senior Fennel's words in an instant, but He didn't think much about it.

Turning her head, Wu Ye cast a questioning look at Xiaoniaoyou, who nodded slightly, it seems that she still has a basic understanding of general social common sense.

"Um……"

Fenix-senpai bent down and carefully looked at the cat in Xiaoniaoyou's arms. Like a detective somewhere, she rubbed her chin and made a sound of thinking from time to time.

"How? Is it it?"

Wu also asked.

"Unfortunately, it is not my cat."

Straightening up, Senior Fennel smiled again.

"The shape of the whiskers seems to be different, and my cat doesn't seem to have wings either."

"...Ordinary cats don't have it."

Wu couldn't help but complain, but Xiaoniaoyou added, not to be outdone:

"Chimeras are phantom beasts that live in the Demon World, so it's only natural that they have wings."

"That's right, DEATH!"

"It goes without saying!"

"Haha, it's very interesting."

She didn't feel embarrassed because she couldn't understand Xiaoniaoyou's speech in the second grade, and Senior Anise seemed to be genuinely interested in the conversation between the three of them.

"Is this child's name Chimera? It's a nice name."

"..."

Are you serious about saying this?

If it wasn't for Senior Fennel's face that one couldn't bear to be bullied, Wu Ye might not be able to hold back her complaints.

Of course, being preempted was also one of the reasons.

"Oh! Fennel, can you also feel that special magical power from Chimera?"

"No one said that, you idiot! Also, use honorifics for senior!"

"Ahhh."

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Wu Ye hit Xiao Niaoyou on the head with a knife, causing the latter to cry out in pain.

The result is still unbearable...

"Hehe, it's okay, Kosaka-san, I don't mind."

I don't know if it's because of her personality, or because Senior Fennel is born with the same type as Xiaoniaoyou, and she doesn't have a general understanding of normal interpersonal relationships.

She stepped forward and touched Xiao Niaoyou's forehead that was still sore, and smiled gently:

"I'm very happy that Xiaoniaoyou can get close to me like this. By the way, if that's the case, can I call you Liuhua?"

"...No, no problem."

"Yeah, then, Liuhua, please give me some advice."

"Cough, don't worry, from now on, as long as I have the True Eye of the Demon King, I can guarantee that you will not be harassed by the Administration."

"So is the convex guard, and the convex guard will protect you with the master, DEATH!"

"Ah~ That's still really reliable."

"..."

The idiot and the idiot and the idiot's senior sister seem to have reached a consensus.

Seeing the two getting along well, Wu couldn't help being a little puzzled. Could it be something wrong with his brain?Could it be that this is the true way of human communication?Otherwise, why does it seem that every time he meets someone, he talks in a way that can shatter his worldview!

"By the way, Fennel, have you joined any club?"

Should it be said that Xiaoniaoyou's brain, where the soul of the middle school is always lodged, finally had a flash of light?She actually thought of Senior Sister Anise joining us... um, us?


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