Infinite Stream: Fox Cub's Black Cat Gachapon Game

The room seemed to have suddenly hit the pause button.

All the sounds seemed to disappear the moment Gong Chi half-knelt and confessed his love.

Even the chirping Tarot cats exchanged glances with each other.

Then they stood up in a rare orderly row beside the small sofa they "occupied".

"Then who... please retract your tail, meow..."

[Devil] Cat felt that [Queen] Cat’s tail took up too much space and squeezed out its “melon-eating” space.

"Stand aside for a moment...I am born beautiful, so my tail is so long...meow!?"

"pat".

As the [Queen] meow let out a small scream, a "sunflower" fell straight onto its face.

When the two Tarot cats were arguing about the "tail blocking the road" issue, the [Sun] cat, who had not yet taken off his eyepatch, threw it down.

The Queen Meow was tripped by her long tail because she was arguing with the Devil Meow...

The fall was strong enough to wake up the [Sun] cat, which had been sleepwalking despite the noise just now.

It lay on the ground, raised its cat head and tore off the sunflower eye mask that had rubbed against the ground and had lost a petal.

"Who's that? Who left garbage on the road? Pay me some dried fish!"

[Queen] Meow stopped wanting to help it, and after hearing these words, her already dark face turned red with anger.

"Did you hear that? Put it back, meow..."

I wanted to take the opportunity to make a few more sarcastic remarks, but when I turned around, I was met with a look from an old mother that looked like she wanted to "eat the kitten."

The rebellious son is solving the major issue in his life. This little kitty is really good at meowing.

Alexandra held the Milk Tea Master cat by the scruff of its neck with one hand and placed the other hand in front of it.

Seeing the [Devil] Meow looking over, he made a "cha" gesture.

I don’t know where the milk tea master meow learned this, he stuck out his tongue and tilted his head to pretend to be “killed”.

After being shocked for a second by the kittens' cooperation, Alexandra pointed at a cat's purring mouth.

Ms. Alexandra changed the way she put the milk tea master Meow on her arm, and then she stood up and left the living room, leaving Wenren Yihan and Gong Chi some space to be alone.

Standing in front of the study door, Alexandra suddenly turned around and glanced at the black cat-bug on the small sofa.

They all shuddered at the warning smile she had on them.

The Tarot cats rushed towards the study using all four limbs.

[Devil] Meow and [Queen] Meow are one in front and one behind.

"Why are you running, meow..."

"If you have the guts, don't come over here, meow..."

The [Tank] Meow, who was driving his small tank smoothly and coolly, was blocked by two cats standing at the door and preparing to continue arguing.

Because Ms. Alexandra only opened the study door a little, the car almost flipped over.

"Make way! If you want to quarrel, go away and let meow go first..."

Who would have thought that one day the study would be so difficult to enter, with several cats stuck behind.

"Hurry up, meow! Priest meow said before that Mama Komiya is a pure-blooded witch. Who knows if she can turn the prop cat into a cookie cat..."

“That’s good advice.”

Ms. Alexandra looked down at the Tarot cats that were chirping like little sparrows.

She opened the study door a little, but her expression seemed to be seriously considering the suggestion of some unknown cat.

In an instant, the chatterboxes all shut their mouths again.

“Let’s let’s let’s let’s meow!”

There came a hurried sound of a cat from behind.

After a long time of tossing and turning, the [Devil], who had lost all patience, turned around with a fierce look:

"Can't you see there's a traffic jam ahead? Why give way... meow..."

[Xingxing] meow, who usually flies in the air and has no sense of braking.

This time, for the first time, in order to avoid being conspicuous and disturbing others' confession, he took an extremely low-altitude route.

I never expected that there would be a sudden traffic jam.

I just smashed the cat and the aircraft into the study together...

By the way, I knocked in several cats blocking the door like playing bowling...

“【STRIKE】!”

Ms. Alexandra was waiting for them to go in slowly, but she didn't expect that the [Star] cat completed this goal in just one second.

(A strike in bowling is called a STRIKE, and in mainland China it is also called a strike. In bowling, a strike means knocking down all 10 pins with one throw.)

The only one who survived was the [Tank] meow, who noticed an unidentified object flying over and retracted his head back into the car in time.

The frightened [Tank] Meow heard several screams, and when he got off the tank, he saw several cats falling into the study with their paw pads sticking up.

The scene of the "traffic accident" was indeed tragic. [Star] cat's aircraft flew directly into [Hanged Man] cat's nest.

The demon meow, with stars in his eyes and two cats on top of him, struggled a bit but couldn't get out:

"Meow... you can't brake when you get on a flying machine... Meow strongly demands that a driver's license be required for this kind of flying machine in the future..."

Because the "accident" was so loud, it was hard for the man and the fox in the living room not to hear it.

Wenren Yihan was amused and laughed softly.

The person half-kneeling on the ground waited patiently, without getting an answer of "yes" or "no".

"You haven't got enough points yet." The big fox was a little worried.

"point?"

He picked up the Peppa Pig notebook with his free hand, and did not pull back the hand that was being held by Gong Chi because it was inconvenient to turn the pages with one hand.

With one hand, he slowly turned to the page that was almost filled with numbers.

Wenren Yihan stood the notebook up and showed it to Gong Chi.

Most of them have the words "+1" or "+2" on them.

Gong Chi looked from top to bottom and noticed several special numbers.

He pointed to the number less than 1 that suddenly followed the word "feed".

“Why is this 0.8?”

After flipping through the book to confirm, Wenren Yihan gave a very reasonable reason:

"You put too much vinegar in the sweet and sour fish you made that day."

The food was so sour that the fox took a long time to finish eating and still couldn't straighten the tip of its tail.

Most of the answers following the “feeding” item were “1”. Compared with the others, Gong Chi naturally thought that he had been “deducted” points.

“So I was deducted 0.2?”

"I gave you 0,8 points."

As one of his hands was held by Gong Chi, Wenren Yihan used the tip of his big tail to poke the "+" sign on the notebook twice to correct his statement.

How can I eat your food and also deduct your money? You can't say such things casually. The big fox will not admit it. If his two brothers find out, they will criticize him for being heartless.

Seeing him seriously "defending" his conscience, Gong Chi had no choice but to nod in agreement, as if to say "You're quite right".

"Well, that makes sense..."

He looked to the previous page and found a negative number that stood out among the positive numbers.

In comparison, the burden is particularly heavy. Gong Chi frowned:

"…Then what is this -10?"

"Well... in the first book we met, I couldn't guess what you were thinking, but I could vaguely feel your mood..."

Qianqing's voice was just right, and no emotion could be heard.

After checking that his tail had not rubbed the ink on the notebook, Wen Ren also smiled calmly.

The grip on my wrist suddenly became stronger.

As the person involved, Gong Chi naturally understood what he had not yet said.

In the "Photosynthesis No. 1 Middle School" copy where he first met Wenren Yihan, his identity mission was to "get a confession from his roommate who had a crush on him."

In the past, he would not bother to deal with such an identity mission that only paid a few dollars.

But when they walked into the assigned boys' dormitory, they saw the boy with hair the color of early spring cherry blossoms, and the subtle looks from his two roommates when they got close to them.

He was like a teetotaler who suddenly felt like having a drink or two.

No matter whether the interest at that time came from fascination at first sight or curiosity about Wenren Yihuan.

Or maybe it was because the [lover] kept encouraging him.

He really had some unclean intentions.

But I didn't expect that I had already been seen through.

"...When did you find out?"