The Spoiled Little Beauty is Always Abusing the Protagonist [Quick Transmigration] 72p2

Chapter 72: The Little Orange Cat is Raised by a Big Dog (1-2)

“The protagonist is so fierce!”

The little orange cat ran so fast it was panting with its tongue out. It collapsed on the ground, rolling around unhappily, its whiskers poking its mouth into a grimace.

“How am I supposed to bully him now…”

Shu He lay on the ground with all four paws, his tail flicking back and forth. He was a little worried, but not too worried.

The novelty of being a cat was still there, so he was still excited. His bright cat eyes looked himself over, and he lowered his head to nibble on his soft belly.

Ptooey.

A mouthful of fur.

The system couldn’t help but take a few lively pictures: the cat wagging its tail, licking its paws, giving itself a bath, and trying to catch a fish, but failing.

The system’s mechanical voice said matter-of-factly: [You’re still small. Wait until you’re an adult. For the next few months, just focus on surviving and getting fat and muscular. Then you won’t have to be afraid of the German Shepherd.]

Shu He nodded seriously, thinking it was a good idea.

But then came the problem.

How was he supposed to get fat and muscular?

He couldn’t even catch a fish…

Shu He sat dejectedly on the riverbank, his paws wet. A small fish swam back and forth in front of him. He tried to hook it with his paw, but the fish darted away.

If he couldn’t catch fish, he would have to catch land creatures…

It was summer, and many small animals came out at night.

Lizards…

Shu He didn’t want to eat them.

Snakes…

Shu He was a little scared.

Rats…

He didn’t really like them.

Frogs, small insects, some edible grass…

Shu He ate grass. In just a few short days, he had managed to get himself completely filthy. He looked like a little stray cat, sitting weakly at the entrance of a convenience store, tilting his head up to eat a sausage fed to him by a human.

It had rained in the city a couple of days ago.

The little orange cat had gotten caught in the rain and had accidentally slipped in the mud. Now he looked dirty. His once clean and elegant orange fur was matted together, looking gray and dusty. Only his orange, slit-pupiled eyes were still bright and cute.

A human, not minding the dirt at all, cupped his face and rubbed it, then fed him.

But this wasn’t a long-term solution.

There were good people, and there were bad people.

Good people fed him; bad people chased him away with sticks and used rat poison disguised as food to trick him.

The little orange cat didn’t dare to eat food from humans anymore. Now he was sitting dejectedly under an awning, watching the drizzling rain.

Shu He really couldn’t take care of himself.

The system had to step in and take care of him for a while, which wasn’t easy. It could only appear in its dragon form, going out late at night to find food, then quickly bringing it to Shu He before returning to the system space.

It couldn’t maintain its dragon form for too long either.

Shu He tearfully thanked the system, then said that once the rain stopped, he would go find a human to take care of him.

He should have gone home with that girl last time.

Shu He wiped his tears with his paw. The tiny cat huddled under the awning. Raindrops would occasionally splash onto his fur.

The little orange cat lowered its head in frustration and was about to back away.

Just then, the soft sound of footsteps splashing through water approached, steady and sure. Then, something appeared beside him.

He instinctively turned his head. What he saw was a large, agile canine body, and fur that was a mix of deep orange and black.

A dog was sitting beside him.

Shu He thought the dog looked familiar.

He tilted his head and looked it up and down. Just then, the dog seemed to sense something and lowered its head. Its eagle-like eyes fell on the pathetic little stray cat.

Ji Yan recognized the little orange cat.

And it was because he recognized it that he had chosen to move from the garage to the awning to shelter from the rain. Ji Yan wanted to know how the little orange cat would react when it saw him.

He calmly met its gaze. The little orange cat tilted its head slightly. Its whole head was fluffy, mostly orange, with a white triangle from its nose to its mouth.

It used to be very clean. Now its face was a little gray and dusty, and its fur was wet and matted from the rain. He didn’t know what it had been through in the past half a month to end up in such a sorry state.

The little orange cat’s whiskers suddenly twitched. It lowered its head to look at the thing on the dog’s back.

Ji Yan pawed at the ground, realizing it probably didn’t recognize him.

“Meow.”

Shu He knew that animals could talk in this world. He cautiously spoke to it. “Excuse me, can I have a taste? I’ll pay you back later.”

Ji Yan was stunned.

He had been a dog for almost two months and still wasn’t sure if animals could talk.

The animals he encountered hardly ever spoke. It seemed like they all communicated through eye contact and telepathy.

The only time was when he met an old stray dog that had been abandoned by its owner. Ji Yan had just become a dog and wanted to die, so he just lay in the sun without moving.

In front of him was a bird he had just caught. He wanted to try eating it, but he just couldn’t bring himself to do it. The old stray dog came over and tried to snatch it. Seeing that he wasn’t moving, it asked him what he was doing.

Ji Yan let out a frustrated bark and said, “Get lost.”

The old stray dog was startled and said his speech had an accent. It asked if he was a foreign breed. But it didn’t sound like a foreign accent.

The German Shepherd: “…”

After that old stray dog, Ji Yan never encountered another animal that spoke. Even if they barked, it was just barking. He couldn’t get any information from it.

Just like a human listening to a dog bark.

This was the second time Ji Yan had received a signal from an animal’s cry. He lowered his eyes and calmly looked at the skinny little orange cat.

The little orange cat wasn’t shy. Its bright cat eyes came closer, and its paws rested on his firm fur as it meowed.

The backpack on his back was something Ji Yan had found.

He used it to carry food.

At first, he couldn’t touch raw food. He couldn’t get over the mental block. But he was a dog now. After a few days of starvation, Ji Yan realized he still wasn’t going to die, so he tried it for the first time.

A dog’s taste is different from a human’s.

Once he got over the mental block, the bloody, raw food was just food.

Ji Yan was silent for a few seconds, then lowered his head and used his paw to pull the backpack off and push it in front of the little orange cat. He had scared it so badly before; this could be considered an apology.

Shu He perked up. The tiny cat crawled right into the backpack, leaving only its short little tail sticking out, flicking back and forth.

Ji Yan stared at its tail. A moment later, the cat scrambled out with a chaotic meow, its face smeared with blood. It stared with wide eyes and jumped into the rain to wash the blood off its fur.

How could it be a dead bird!!

Shu He was so scared he was on the verge of tears. He thought the backpack would contain grass, or some food fed to it by humans. After all, the backpack looked like it had been given to it by a human. How could a normal dog carry one?

But inside the backpack were two birds that had just died and were still warm, and he thought he saw a snake. He didn’t get a clear look. In that instant, the little orange cat was truly about to have a stress reaction. It shot its tail straight up and crawled out, crying, into the rain.

Ji Yan: “…”

What’s wrong?

Ji Yan looked at the bag, thinking the snake inside wasn’t dead and had bitten the cat. He frowned and kicked the bag a couple of times, spilling out the bloody contents.

The snake was motionless, a not-so-long body coiled limply. It was clearly as dead as could be.

After getting soaked, the little orange cat crawled back.

It sat in front of the German Shepherd and pointed an accusing finger, its white-gloved paws blooming as it kneaded the ground. This time, Ji Yan found that he couldn’t understand what it was saying. He could only hear simple meows.

The German Shepherd frowned and let out a “woof.”

Shu He didn’t understand. He closed his mouth and stared at it. Ji Yan woofed again. “You don’t remember me?”

[Protagonist,] the system said succinctly.

The little orange cat: “…”

The little orange cat tried to play dead, its skinny body falling straight backward.

“Looks like you remember.” Ji Yan stepped forward and bit the little orange cat’s ear. He had intended to pull it up and stop it from falling, but its ear was too small and slipped right out from between his teeth.

Shu He’s ears flattened against his head. He fell to the ground in a soft heap, letting out a chaotic meow, saying that he didn’t mean to bite him last time, that he was just scared, and could he please not eat him, he wasn’t tasty at all.

Ji Yan looked at Shu He in silence.

He suddenly felt that something was strange.

Hearing no sound, Shu He cautiously opened his round cat eyes. He scrambled up to run, but was caught by the scruff of his neck by the dog and plopped down in front of the food.

“I’m not going to eat you.”

The German Shepherd said in a low voice, “This is for you. Weren’t you hungry?”

Shu He backed away, retreating until he was between the German Shepherd’s two hind legs, where the fur was softest. The little orange cat protested that he wasn’t hungry anymore, that he wouldn’t eat, and that he should keep it for himself.

Ji Yan didn’t believe him.

So skinny, even skinnier than last time. It was obvious that it hadn’t been doing well for the past half a month. A little stray cat had to be careful of humans and compete with other cats to survive. Of course it was hungry.

Why wouldn’t it eat?

The German Shepherd frowned and gently kicked the little orange cat out from between its legs. The little orange cat curled up in a ball on the ground, watching as the dog walked into the rain and disappeared.

It didn’t even take the backpack.

Ji Yan thought it wasn’t eating because he was there, so he deliberately hid where it couldn’t see him.

He watched as the little orange cat crouched down by the birds.

He thought it was going to eat, but the next second, the little orange cat gently pushed the two small birds together with its paw and put them back in the backpack.

It didn’t even glance at the snake.

When the rain stopped, the little orange cat hid the backpack in a corner and left the shelter. Ji Yan came out of his hiding spot, first retrieved the backpack, and then followed the little orange cat.

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Shu He was so hungry.

He walked along the wall, his little tail curled under him, no longer held high with pride.

I need to find food… Shu He walked to the familiar supermarket entrance and became their most familiar lucky cat employee.

When people came, he would wave his paw. He was happy even when he was fed a small piece of bread. His orange, slit-pupiled eyes would slowly blink at the person in front of him, a cat’s way of expressing affection to humans.

Ji Yan watched the whole time.

The more he watched, the more unhappy he felt.

He couldn’t explain why he was feeling this strange emotion, just like half a month ago when he first saw the little orange cat and couldn’t stand to see it being bullied by the big cats.

My paws are so tired.

Shu He wondered if he should clean himself up and go work at a cat cafe, but a cat cafe would probably be even more tiring.

He lowered his head in frustration and jumped off the step, the small piece of bread in his mouth.

Just then, the German Shepherd walked towards him.