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A Sith Warrior¡¯s Teaching Career Part Three Fourteen Meow

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    I am a cat and I am not married yet.

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    Who wants to get married?

    Who wants to get married?

    Who wants to marry that guy with mottled hair and the smell of cigarette smoke?

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    Whoop, whoop, whoop

    No, no, when I talk about this, my beard trembles with anger Oh, by the way, now I am in human form, no beard.

    Hiss, hiss, hiss

    The slippery sheets groaned under my white, lovely fingers and broke into pieces.

    If those old guys who have served our ancestors for generations see it, they will probably scream, "What a shame!" and then be forced to sit on the throne of the shrine hall dedicated to us, replacing the statue for a whole day.

    ¡°Well, that taste is really unpleasant, meow.

    For a whole day, I could neither eat nor drink.  Sitting upright on the stone, I couldn't even move my ears. The smell of fireworks made my nose hurt so much, meow!

    ¡­Huhuhu.

    ¡°Well, where did you talk about it?

    ???????????????????????? Right, right, get married.

    ??Actually, it¡¯s not that we don¡¯t want to get married.

    What we hope for is the kind of beauty who seems to have God's creation all in one body. Even the sun would be ashamed to hide it, and the green buds will bloom into beautiful flowers when they see her.

    And be gentle.

    And be strong.

    And to

    In short!  In short, meow, you must make us fall in love at first sight, meow.

    The date with me must be at the tenth full moon when the demonic energy emitted by the moon reaches its maximum.

    "When that person is fascinated by my charm, he will definitely propose to me without hesitation - this is not difficult at all for me who is so charming."

    Madara will prepare a grand wedding, so grand that even the eight million gods of Takamagahara will be jealous; the cat monsters living all over Japan will come to meow. What about other monsters? Tengu are stinky, and tanukis are too philistine.  , Inugami I hate the smell of them!  ¡ª¡ªAlthough I hate it, let Madara invite them, nya.

    ¡°Well, I am indeed a generous-minded meow.

    ¡­Then, many cute kittens will be born.  It¡¯s best to have a coat color like mine, because my coat color is the cutest and most majestic in the universe.  Of course, orange and silver are also good, white and black are also good In short, as long as it is our kitten, as long as it is not gold, it will be good!

    Because I am the cutest person in the universe!

    Our child is at least the second cutest in the universe, right?

    ¡­¡­but!

    Whoop, whoop, whoop!

    ¡°No, no, my beard is starting to tremble again.

    But there¡¯s nothing you can do about it, meow!

    My generation!

    In no mood!

    Being bought like goods!

    That yellow and black hair

    Would he use his rough flesh pads to caress my cat?

    Will he use his cigarette-smelling tongue to lick my fur?

    Will he use his messy and rough hair to rub my nose?

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    "Could it be that we have children as ugly as him?"  !

    When I think about this, I feel like vomiting.

    It¡¯s like the feeling that there is too much hair accumulated in the stomach and you want to vomit it out, but you can¡¯t.

    ha!

    We stood up angrily, flexibly moved our hands and feet in human form, and jumped off the big bed that was taller than us.  Even though I don¡¯t have any pads now, I still didn¡¯t make a sound.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????rrhise out out of luck

    This large room, which is comparable to the main hall of a shrine where we are enshrined, is quiet and there is no one.

    We walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

    We have to run away, meow!

    ¡­No, that¡¯s not right.  We are not running away, meow.

    How can that bastard cat have the right to restrict our freedom?

    We can go wherever we want!

    Both the doors and windows exude a faint evil spirit.  It's probably the barrier set up by that guy Mao Liu.

    A sneer appeared on the corner of my mouth - this is something that can only be done in human form, because cats cannot laugh.??Does that guy Mao Liu still want to restrict me, who has been handed down eighty-eight kinds of strong sexual skills from generation to generation, and is the apex of the cat demon clan?  !

    "¡ª¡ª"

    We took a deep breath.  The demonic energy circulated in the body, and the "lock opening technique" was completed in an instant.

    It may be less effective than the land god who manages this place, but dealing with a mere cat willow is not something that can be done easily.

    As long as we say "open", then this door will definitely open.

    The big monster with the eighty -eighth ancestral demon art, saying that this will not be wrong  Meow  meow

    That human girl with her long black hair tied into twin tails suddenly appeared in my memory.

    When she is hugged by her, no magic can be performed, meow

    Urussey meow!

    Ah, ah, not good.

    When he thought of that woman, Yao Li seemed to be discouraged, and his lock-picking skills also collapsed.

    Today, I have used countless spells on that woman. Just by talking (telepathy), I have used no less than twenty - or, thirty, or forty?  Uruse, it¡¯s not important, meow!  ¡ª¡ªThat¡¯s it, right?  But she didn't react at all.  It makes us all have, have, have, psychology, psychology - how do you say that word

    I can¡¯t remember meow.

    It¡¯s not important anyway, meow!  Who has the patience to remember so many weird words invented by humans? Anyway, in short, it¡¯s probably that woman who¡¯s bad, meow!

    "¡ª¡ª"

    We take a deep breath again.  Youqi began to construct the lock-picking technique.

    "Your Highness."

    We were startled and turned back suddenly.

    Madara stood there in human form.

    Madara is always like this, able to appear around me silently without being noticed by me.

    The tattered clothes he wore when he saw Madara in the afternoon have been replaced by clean clothes.  The visible wounds on the face and hands were also treated.

    However, the faint smell of blood is still teasing my nose.

    ¡­How is your injury, meow?  Why don't you lie down and rest?

    We want to say this reflexively.  However, in the end, I just made a "hum" sound in my nose.

    ""

    The room fell silent, Madara didn¡¯t speak, he just looked at me.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s because of the injury, but her eyes haven¡¯t returned to human form yet, but they still have vertical cat pupils.

    She just stared at me quietly.

    We couldn¡¯t help but lower our heads slightly.

    ¡­Wrong!

    No, meow!

    We, why are we cowering, meow!

    We didn¡¯t do anything wrong at all this time, right?

    It¡¯s obviously Madara!

    Without consulting me, you succumbed to the pressure of the elders and sold me to that mixed-haired cat demon together with them, didn¡¯t you?

    Isn¡¯t it?  !

    ¡­it¡¯s unbelievable.

    No, ¡°unbelievable¡± is not enough to describe our feelings!  !

    ???????????????????????????????????????:??????????????????????????????

    Since we were little, we have had no parents.

    We grew up under the watchful eye of a group of elders who had almost lost their hair and slept twenty-two hours a day, but refused to die.

    ¡°Maybe it¡¯s just the way we were born, I don¡¯t know what¡¯s inappropriate about that.

    Until the spots appear.

    "I'm very sorry, please take care of me."

    At that time, she was about the same age as I am now.  Her ancestors have been senior officials of the cat demon clan for generations.

    Like my generation, her parents have also passed away.

    So, she was sent to live with us.

    She could not transform into a human form at that time - even later, she was still slow to learn spells.  Until much later, when she transformed into a human form, she still had the same black markings on her face as in her cat form¡ª¡ª

    Fool!

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? We say this.

    ¡ª¡ªSince you like spots on your face so much, let¡¯s call them ¡°spots¡±, meow!

    She looked helpless.  After about ten seconds, she exuded an aura of decision.

    ¡°Then, from today on, I am ¡®Madara¡¯.¡±

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ???, she said.

    ¡°Hmph, you really can¡¯t take a joke, meow.

    Not only in spells, she is also very stupid in other things.

    During hide-and-seek, Madara could only meow because he couldn't find me who turned into stone and hid.

    During the vigil at the main hall of the shrine, Madara, who was frightened by the unknown noise, held me in his arms and trembled all over himself.

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    Such spots.

    Such spots!  !

    Why, why, meow!

    We stared hard at the golden cat eyes and made a threatening sound from our mouths.

    Madara, are you like those guys?

    As the great monster who rules the cat monster clan, he has this kind of responsibility, that kind of responsibility and so on!

    Those guys!

    ¡°Didn¡¯t we, and your parents, die for these responsibilities?  !

    "Then, Your Highness." Madara's golden cat eyes showed no emotion at all: "How do you plan to relieve yourself of your responsibilities?"

    ¡ª¡ªAs long as I don¡¯t have demonic powers, responsibility or anything like that has nothing to do with me, right?

    There was a look of surprise on Madara's face.

    No wonder.

    The demonic power passed down from generation to generation is deeply embedded in the blood.  If it could be destroyed or taken away so easily, how could it be possible for our ancestors to remain the leaders of the cat demon clan for generations?  The world of monsters has long been in chaos.

    For thousands of years, tens of thousands of years - perhaps even longer than the eight million gods of Takamagahara, the power of monsters has been passed down from generation to generation.

    ¡ª¡ªHowever, times are different now, meow.

    A confused look appeared on Madara's face.

    well.

    We sigh.  Why is this guy so stupid, meow!

    ¡ª¡ªThis is Academy City, nya!

    Madara¡¯s brows drew together.  Perhaps because of her distraction, the magic of transformation had some flaws, as black markings slowly appeared on her face.

    Pure black, without a trace of mixed lines, it outlines a beautiful pattern on her fair skin.

    ¡­Well, although it¡¯s not as good as mine, the coat color is still very beautiful, nya.

    It¡¯s barely the second most beautiful in the universe, meow.

    After about ten breaths - maybe eleven or twelve - Madara's eyes widened as he breathed.

    ¡°Your Highness, are you¡ª!¡±

    It seems that she has figured it out.

    That boy has body odor, onmyoji, and perfume that make us disgusted.

    He is also the blond that we hate - rather, our dislike of blond and yellow hair started from that man.

    Although we hate him very much, it is he who gives us inspiration.  He accepted the ability development of this Academy City, which greatly weakened the Onmyoji and the demonic power spread in his bloodline.

    ??If we work harder to accept the so-called "ability development"

    "you¡­¡­"

    Meow?

    ¡°In my memory, this is the first time that Madara didn¡¯t use honorifics when speaking to me.

    A touch of jealousy and anger arose in our hearts.

    Why, why didn¡¯t you bite his throat out the first second you saw him?

    that time.

    So full of longing that for the first time, I threw me aside and giggled to myself, forgetting even the black markings to hide the spots.

    And that time.

    Although he was obviously frustrated and curled up into a ball of hair with his tail wrapped around his body, he still made a smiling face in front of me.

    By the way, a tearful smile is the ugliest thing.

    ¡­¡­

    "That's right!"

    We heard someone say that.  The voice was sharp and hoarse, with emotions that made all of us shudder.

    "We just want to be like him, accept ability development and throw away these things."

    Amid the roaring sound, the room was shaking violently as if it were alive.

    Could it be that this room was transformed by a tanuki, and was it frightened into this by Madara's anger?

    ¡­It seems that it is not.

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