Chapter Ch134 - Spring Flowers Will Bloom~
translator: xiin
warning: very mild NSFW (the river crab took away most of it)
Victor was teased by his husband until he couldn’t close his legs on a daily basis, what to do!
What else could he do!
The old villain had asked this kind of question, just like a succubus who kissed a person and then asked, “Do you want another kiss?”. Could he possibly give a negative answer?!
Victor was simply about to shed two spaghetti-like tears. He reached around Tyron’s neck and said helplessly, “Oh… okay.” Bully me, then QAQ.
Tyron finally stopped for a moment and hugged Victor as he sat up, settling him down over his waist before wrapping his arms around his chest and saying, “I’m tired, you move yourself.”
Victor: “……” Who told you to deliberately use up your strength! You came back and did so many pushups!
Tyron the villain started to complain first, “Ah, you’re the one who was kicking up a fuss first.”
Victor: Desperate eyes.jpg
Ah! How could my old antique be so evil!
Two minutes later.
Victor’s jacket was still there, but his trousers were completely gone. He knelt there nervously, reaching down and touching… to confirm the location.
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The old villain put his hands behind his head, and it seemed that he didn’t intend to help at all. He lifted up his hips suggestively.
Victor flushed all the way to the base of his neck. He kept swallowing convulsively, and finally prepared himself mentally. When he looked up again, he was ready to die a brave death––
At this time, the doorbell rang.
Victor: “……”
Tyron: “… Ignore it!”
The AI housekeeper didn’t dare to show up and disturb them once their voices rang out and could only say weakly, “Sir, a self-service taxi is outside. A kind lady helped you bring the cat home.”
As though confirming what she’d said, a meowing sound could be heard from outside the door.
A self-service taxi was a fully automated transport that could be used like a luxury delivery service. There would be an auxiliary robot that helped the elderly, the sick, or disabled to get on or off the vehicle, and of course… it could also hug a cat and bring it back.
If they ignored the robot, it could stand there at the door holding the cat all day long and keep it’s ‘in use’ sign on the whole time.
And obviously, the cat outside could ‘meow’ for them to hear as well!
At this moment, the old villain finally put in some effort.
Victor shuddered and tried to escape, “No, no, no, at least let me open the door first.”
Tyron: “No way.”
Victor: “k2026;k2026;”
Along with the occasional sound of the cat coming in from outside the door, Victor broke down and ‘moved himself’. Due to excessive shamefulness, he was extremely sensitive. After a long time that felt like months, he finally couldn’t hold it back anymore and was [Beep––] into tears.
The old villain was finally satisfied and went to the door to sign for the cat.
The white cat looked quite young. Its face was round and flat, and its pair of blue eyes were somewhat narrowed as it looked everywhere.
Tyron set it on the coffee table and commanded, “Sit. Don’t move.”
The cat was scared by his att.i.tude and its fur puffed up, making it a full size bigger. It blinked its eyes at him before shrinking tentatively into a ball on top of the remote control.
Victor had just come out of the bedroom. He was still wet and miserable, and looked more pitiful than the white cat as he went to lay down on his side on the sofa.
Tyron looked at the human and the cat and said, “Where did the cat come from?”
The first time this cat had appeared was when Victor brought it to the audience stands today. Victor should have gotten it in the short time after he’d gone out.
This cat seemed to be very friendly to humans and it was clear at first sight that it was a domestic cat that had been raised by others before. it was so soft that it seemed almost boneless, and had no aggression at all.
Sure enough, Victor said, “It’s… it’s a cat that my former roommate kept.”
Tyron poured a gla.s.s of milk for Victor, “He’s not raising it himself?”
Victor held the milk and confessed honestly, “Actually, it was a cat that his girlfriend wanted to raise, and they called it ‘Concubine’. My roommate doesn’t like cats, but after raising it for over a year, he discovered that it was very cute and started to care for it. Yet as a result, yesterday, his girlfriend suddenly told him that she wanted to raise a child. It turned out that she had always wanted a child, but because he wasn’t willing, they raised a cat instead to test the waters… As a result, it’s like what you guessed. After being used to taking care of the big boss cat, he felt that raising a child to accompany the cat was quite a good idea.”
Tyron: “……”
There was a lightning bolt, and the old antique was struck by lightning.
Victor continued, “His girlfriend got pregnant. After she got pregnant, she said that the cat was too active and wanted to get rid of the cat until the child is born. So… so he dropped off the cat here with me.”
Tyron asked: “They’re here too?”
Victor nodded, “Yes, they came here to see the National Championships. My roommate has been a fan of e-sports for a long time. He was the one who led me to pursue the game at the start.”
The white cat who’d been ‘used and left behind’ was oblivious to their conversation. It licked his paws and washed its face, then suddenly became energetic again, calling out in a hoa.r.s.e voice, “Meow––”
Tyron looked at this little thing again with an inquisitive gaze and tentatively reached out to pinch its plush white paws.
The white cat was a little afraid of him, and its cry turned into a weak “Mi…”
Victor leaned on Tyron’s shoulder and spoke in a low voice, “Look, cats are like children. You have to wait on them, take care of them, and be considered. However, cats are less troublesome. My roommate said that if he hadn’t learned how to take care of a cat, he wouldn’t be able to imagine how to raise a child who can make trouble 24 hours a day.”
Tyron narrowed his eyes slowly and finished savoring the words, “… You also like children?”
Victor was stunned for a moment, then he thought about it seriously, “Children… they’re quite fun. Nowadays, it’s quite convenient to have a child. Many hospitals can guarantee that the success of a test tube baby is over 99%. As long as both sides provide genes, it’s not that troublesome to take care of children. We can find a housekeeping robot, and Athena can help as well.”
Tyron thought about it for a moment and didn’t speak.
Victor continued, “Actually, I didn’t think so much about it. It’s just that this cat is quite cute.”
“Mm.” Tyron thought about it for a moment, then reorganized his words and said, “I haven’t thought about this matter before. Future generations… I don’t feel that I can take responsibility for them. Let me think about it.”
To be honest, Victor’s first reaction to this was: This must be due to my old antique’s childhood experiences. He’s afraid that he would do the same cruel things to his children and that he wouldn’t be able to fulfill his responsibilities as a parent…
Ah, how tragic!
Victor was deeply distressed. He regretted bringing back the white cat. In fact, he’d just thought that the old antique would like it…
When Tyron had gone to see Father Vic and Mother Vic, although he hadn’t shown any expression on the surface, he’d actually been in a good mood, with complex traces of envy. Victor had noticed, and felt that his old antique might like the bond between father and won.
Victor was distracted by his thoughts as he played with the cat, and nearly fell over onto the ground.
Tyron looked up and saw his silly appearance, “What are you thinking about? Frowning the whole time?”
Victor looked up and stammered an apology to him.
Tyron raised his eyebrows. He could tell what he was thinking, and stretched out an arm, pulling Victor over. He said, “Child, you’re thinking too much. Your man simply doesn’t like children and pets.”
Victor: “……”
Victor was shocked! How could there be anyone in the world who didn’t like cats!
Tyron pinched his eyebrows and spoke with amus.e.m.e.nt, “Some things in the world are too soft and too weak. They only look beautiful. If they want to survive, they have to rely on others to take care of them. Do you think that I would like this kind of useless silk flower?”
Victor was very dazed, “Taking care of others can be fun… And if it’s a child that has a connection to you, you’ll definitely like it.”
Tyron narrowed his eyes and didn’t use a story about the succubus race to scare him.
Ah, when it came to the demon races, n.o.body would take care of their children. Succubus often seduced the strong, gave birth to children who had half of the bloodline of the powerful demons, and then ate the child as a perfect power tonic…
There was no such attribute as ‘caring for children’ in their natures.
However, elves were very good at taking care of children. Their nature was such that no matter what race it was, they instinctively wanted to take care of babies. Unfortunately, Tyron had a half-elf mother who failed to be a good role model, and other than being devoted to his lover, Tyron hadn’t inherited any other traits from his elvish side.
All in all, Tyron didn’t like children, didn’t like pets, didn’t like things that were soft and weak and needed to be taken care of.
“Let’s talk about children in the future.” Was what he finally said.
Victor was shocked by this, “You’ve never expressed your hate for something like this before!”
“Oh, in fact, I do hate things.” The master a.s.sa.s.sin held back a laugh, “I also hate spareribs with watermelon. It’s very nasty.”
Victor: “……”
Tyron explained lazily, “I’m trained not to show my likes and dislikes.”
Victor’s eyes were round as he asked, “I could tell with the stewed watermelon! I also know that you hate some kinds of seafood and that you don’t like bittermelon… what else do you dislike?”
Tyron said, “Oh, nothing much. I also hate internal organs, fur, golden needle mushrooms, fish head, clear tea, and all kinds of hooves… I should cla.s.sify it more. For meat, I don’t like pork, mutton and duck, for fish, I don’t like cot, flounder, squid, and yellow croakers, for tea, I don’t like chrysanthemum…”
Then, he reported over 20 kinds of food all in one go.
Victor was so shocked that he felt numb all over. Fortunately, there was a lot of food that he also didn’t eat, so he hadn’t ever made those dishes.
––His old antique was so hard to serve! It was fine to dislike something, but he’d actually never mentioned it!
After reporting the list, Tyron said, “By contrast, in fact, cats aren’t that annoying. If you want to raise one, we can go pick one up some day.”
Having said that, he stretched out his hand and touched the white cat.
The white cat made a hoa.r.s.e and lingering cry.
Tyron felt that something was off and asked, “Is it in heat?”
Victor was still taking notes like crazy. He was confused when he heard this, “Ah, it’s true that it’s spring right now…”
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the white cat that was being stroked by the old antique. It stretched out its entire body, and then raised its tail high, presenting them with its b.u.t.tocks.
Tyron: “……”
Victor: “……”
There was a ‘plop’ as the pen fell to the ground. Victor’s face looked like he’d just been struck by lighting.
The old antique had sent this female cat into heat by stroking it twice!