"Open your mouth, do you want to eat a dried fish snack?"
"Sister, I've already told you, I'm really not a catgirl!"
Compared to the East Schicksal members of the Eye of the Deep, where insubordination was a daily occurrence, and the World Serpent cadres in the distant yellow sands who loved each other dearly, the scene in the Valkyries' quarters at Schicksal's North Africa Lab could be considered truly warm and pure love.
The blonde idiot big sister, Durandal, held a dried fish snack originally meant for Stan and tried to feed it to the White Blazing Cat she had tied up and brought back. The latter looked at the plain, unseasoned dried fish specifically for cats with a troubled expression... This thing is fine for Stan to eat... but for a person?
"Sister Bianca... you should just feed the dried fish to Stan... the kitty's gaze could practically kill someone...7"
Kiana looked at the murderous glare from the Siamese cat behind the two. If jealousy and resentment could be converted into power, then those wine-red eyes seemed ready to fire a destructive death ray that would instantly evaporate the White Blazing Cat from this world at the next moment.
"Eh? Stan?"
Hearing this, Bianca turned around and looked at the Siamese cat behind her.
Stan watched Durandal finally shift her attention from the fake Cat to the real Cat, and instantly switched to a pitiful expression like a Sichuan Opera face-changer, as if silently saying: Look at me, you litter-scooper, look at me, not her!
But unfortunately... while Miss Bianca Ataegina liked feline creatures very, very much... she was completely clueless when it came to the language of the Meow Planet...
"Meow—!!!"
"Sigh, is Stan hungry? Rita is right here in the kitchen... You can go find her to pour you some cat food."
Waving her hand at Stan, who kept meowing for attention, and stroking the fur on its head twice, Durandal once again shifted her attention back to her younger sister, continuing her attempt to stuff the dried fish into her mouth.
"Sister... Big sister isn't even asking you to eat it. You could just hold the dried fish in your mouth, and I could take a picture!"
In an impulsive slip, Durandal's true goal was finally revealed...
"..."
The scene fell into silence, only to be broken by an indignant meow from Stan:
"Meow—!!!" (Worthless woman, you forgot about me the moment you got a catgirl! You keep petting me with the hand you used to brush the fur off my body—if I didn't grow it back so quickly, you would have stroked my scalp bald!!! F* me, give me a refund... no, get me a new owner!!!)
We still cannot comprehend how a single meow from Stan could contain such a complex sentence, but Bianca simply couldn't understand...
At this moment, the young cat deeply regretted agreeing to the Jackal Honkai Beast's evolution experiment... He should have found a way to turn into a human form right then and there. Look at Benares next door, with two owners, one on each side! And she even has two bodies!
Stan glared at the two dolls placed on the bedside table... Those were Bella and Sirin, who had somehow managed to sneak in. It seemed the white catgirl had been brought back by the "poop scooper" after being dragged out for a shopping trip last week...
As dolls who were responsible for playing dead during the day, Bella and Sirin cast a sympathetic glance at the aggrieved cat, and being stared at by this gaze made Stan feel even worse...
"Meow—!" (The poop scooper is making me angry! I'm going to ignore you!!!)
After letting out a cry, Stan saw the unresponsive "stupid goose" and angrily ran out the door...
What a pitiful cat—
Doll Sirin sighed in her heart as she watched the cat dash away.
Yes, yes—this is the tragedy of a language barrier—
The Bella Doll beside her nodded in agreement.
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I really want to be Miss Bianka's cat, but the poop scooper said she only likes catgirls, not cats.
At night, Stan let his thoughts wander aimlessly as he jumped onto the sleeping Bianca, intending to hypnotize himself by recalling the good times they had shared.
"Ugh... Stan, stop moving around..."
Bianca, seemingly feeling a cat lie on her, mumbled a few words in her sleep before falling silent.
"Meow—" (If only I could become a catgirl like that—)
The young kitten made a certain momentous wish... At this moment, the young cat did not know what bizarre events he was about to face...
Oh my... So you want to become a catgirl? What's wrong, are you jealous of that White Blazing Cat?
A somewhat hollow and divine voice echoed in Stan's mind... causing the cat to instinctively launch himself off the bed.
"Meow??" (Who is it? Who's speaking? Stop playing tricks on me! If you don't come out, I'm going to wake up the poop scooper!!)
Stan landed on the bed and warily scanned his surroundings, on guard against some "invisible" presence...
Hmm... no matter what you say... I can't appear before you. I only turned my gaze here because I heard a certain Honkai Beast cat's wish—
So—are you ready for your wish to come true~
For a creation of Honkai, hearing the voice of a god should have been a pleasant thing, but at this moment, the cat did not think so at all. A very bad premonition kept warning the cat...
"Meow—?!" (Let's talk this out properly, Big Boss, what are you trying to do, meow!)
What am I trying to do? Of course... transform for me—
With a crisp snap of fingers in Stan's mind, the cat's form underwent a slight change—yes, a slight one.
A young catgirl with a white and purple main color scheme appeared on the bed... and most importantly—
"Meow..." (Am I not a male cat??? Becoming a catgirl was just a joke, is the God Big Boss there? I regret it, meow!!!)
Heh—since when do Honkai Beasts have genders? You silly cat, did you eat too much cat food and lose your mind?
The sound of ruthless mockery echoed in the catgirl's mind—Stan could even hear a hint of amusement...
Then can I change back, meow?
Not for at least 24 hours... because it needs to cool down and set—sorry, little kitty, I need you to draw most of their attention. After all, I can't let another "me" find out about what I'm about to do next...
It seemed Miss God had some official business to attend to, so she vanished from Stan's mind, leaving the cat to face the tragic situation tomorrow morning—
Maybe I should just run away from home...
Stan thought absently... but the catgirl seemed to have forgotten one thing—the sleeping habits of Schicksal's S-rank Valkyrie, Durandal... they were truly terrible—
Just as Stan was about to sneak away, a ruthless iron hand locked her into someone's magnificent embrace—
"Meow—!"
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"Hey, what's wrong? Just staring at the sky and spacing out?"
In Arc City, a young man's companion patted his shoulder... Not long ago, the young man had taken part in a clinical trial for a new vaccine from Heliopolis Life Sciences as a volunteer; just now, he had looked up at the night sky as if instinctively responding to some kind of summons...
"Uh, did you not see a golden eye pattern in the sky...?"
"Huh? Brother, are you too tired? What golden eye is in the sky? You must be too tired. Come on, I'll walk you home."
"Probably... Then I'll trouble you, friend."
However, what they did not know was that this strange event of staring at the mysterious mark in the sky was not something that happened only to him...
"Very good... It seems they haven't noticed... or rather, they haven't noticed this small ripple in the storm."