Unlimited Ambition

That's about it. This cat's body does seem to lack a bit of majesty. I need to think of something...

Ok……

I can't think of anything.

Okay, I'll go to sleep after dinner. We can talk about anything else after I'm asleep.

"call……"

After I fell asleep, Nana went to the kitchen to cook. The little devil chuckled and took advantage of the short time to devour a lot of snacks.

Half an hour later, Nana finished cooking. She also put a can of strawberry milk into my cat's bowl.

"Um, Mr. Sakamoto, all the discounted tomatoes for today are sold out. Please bear with it and try this instead." Nana seemed quite embarrassed.

"There's really nothing I can do." I stuck out my tongue and licked the strawberry milk in the bowl.

"This, this taste?! It's so delicious!" I suddenly realized that this strawberry milk really did taste amazing. The strawberries that vampire cats need, combined with the milk that ordinary cats need, actually taste so good together.

"Does Mr. Sakamoto like it? That's great. Milk was on sale at the supermarket today, so I bought a lot." Nana looked relieved.

"Mmm, Mmm, you'll definitely be a good wife, Nana." I said casually, repeating the words I used to use to deceive girls, while licking the milk.

"Huh?! Well... it's not that great... hehehehe..." Nana seemed quite shy. It was probably the first time she'd heard someone praise her like that.

"Hmph!" You brat over there, why are you jealous for no reason? And are you jealous of Nana or of me, this cat? Well... either way, it seems pretty bad.

"Alright, Doctor, let's eat," Nana said, trying to smooth things over.

"...Ugh." The kid seemed to have eaten too many snacks and therefore couldn't eat his meal.

"Hey? Doctor, isn't this your favorite omelet rice? Why aren't you eating it?"

"...Um..." The doctor chuckled foolishly.

"Hmm? Doctor must have been sneaking snacks again, right?" Nana said, a little annoyed. Then she opened the cabinet where she usually kept snacks, only to find it completely empty.

"Doctor! That's a month's worth of snacks! How could you eat them all at once?!" Nana was genuinely angry this time. Her voice also became much louder.

"That wasn't eaten by the professor!" the brat stubbornly insisted, then pointed at me, who was still drinking strawberry milk: "Sakamoto ate it."

"...Why am I always the one getting shot?!"

"Really... Doctor, you should be more understanding of me sometimes. My monthly allowance is already not much, and with Mr. Sakamoto's food expenses, I'm almost in the red."

"Then let's just throw Sakamoto out."

"Don't be so cold-blooded, kid!"

"Hmm... if this can solve the deficit problem..."

"Don't take this seriously, Nana!"

Having finally escaped homelessness again, it started raining outside, and the rain just kept getting heavier and heavier...

Nana went to wash the dishes. I felt a little sleepy again—I mean, I took some time to mend my soul—so I fell asleep.

The professor found an opportunity and, seemingly out of nowhere, pulled out a bag of snacks and started munching on them.

After a while, the kid was still eating, but Nana had already washed the dishes and came over: "Doctor, it's almost time to go to sleep."

"Okay." The kid looked up, his face covered in foam.

"Doctor, you've been sneaking snacks again!" Nana said, distressed.

"No," the kid said, turning his face away.

"...Never mind, I'll have to brush my teeth properly later."

"But didn't I already brush my teeth?" the kid asked.

"But then the Doctor secretly ate some snacks again!"

"That's because Sakamoto said so; he said if you want to eat it, then eat it—"

The two girls simultaneously turned their gazes over and saw me, fast asleep with snot bubbles coming out of my nose.

"...Hehehehe, that's really funny, you're sleeping so soundly you're practically bubbling away." The kid quickly changed the subject.

"Doctor! How many times have I told you! Go brush your teeth now! Otherwise you'll get cavities!"

"Hmm... Name is you—"

"I brush my teeth properly! Twice a day, morning and night!"

"Nano, you're a robot, so you don't need to worry about that at all!"

The little devil got impatient and shouted like this.

Just then, a thunderclap boomed outside, and immediately Nana burst into tears.

To be honest, this child's wish was to be an ordinary person. The more ordinary the better, and if she could become a human, that would be even better—unfortunately, from the moment she was born, this wish was destined to never be fulfilled.

"Hey... Nana, don't cry. You might actually get cavities."

"Really?" Nao looked at the kid with teary eyes.

"It's true." The kid turned his face away.

"Ah-gen... Waaaaaaah..."

"What's going on? It's so noisy!" Just then, I was woken up by Nana's crying. I overheard that brat assuring Nana, "I'll install the function of growing cavities for you, don't worry."

Nana then stopped crying and said to the little devil, "Then it's a deal, don't lie to me."

"Yes, I won't lie to you," the kid assured him again.

"Huh?!" Suddenly, a brilliant idea popped into my head.

"That little... cough cough, I mean, Doctor."

"What's up, Sakamoto?"

"If you don't mind, could you transform me into a human?" I asked.

"Eh? Sakamoto, do you want to become human?" the professor asked.

"What's wrong? Don't you have this ability, Doctor?!" I pretended to be very surprised: "What? I thought you were omnipotent, Doctor."

"How is that possible? Turning a cat into a human is a piece of cake for me!" the brat said, puffing out his nonexistent chest.

“…But that would mean an extra person’s food expenses…which would increase the burden,” Nana said.

“There’s absolutely no need to worry,” I said. “On the contrary, once I become human, I can go out and work to earn money to support my family.”

"Is that so?" Nana looked a little confused. "But is Mr. Sakamoto really capable of making money? All he does every day is eat, sleep, or act cute... He seems very unreliable."

"...Are you underestimating me?"

"It's just stating the facts."

"It's just a cat's nature! I guarantee I'll make money as long as I turn into human form! If not, I can just turn back into human form."

“Hmm, that seems to make sense.” Nana nodded. “But it’s already very late, so let’s wash up and go to bed first, and talk about it tomorrow.”

"Well, there's no rush." ​​I nodded, agreeing with Mingnai's statement.

After that, the lights were turned off, the rain got heavier and heavier, and the wind made the chimney on the roof rattle loudly.

As a robot, Nana slept soundly. As a cat, I slept even more soundly—I mean, because I received some pretty good news, so I slept peacefully.

But as a child, the doctor was so frightened that he couldn't sleep.

So, as usual, the professor grabbed his pillow and tried to get into Mina's bed.

The professor first lifted the blanket behind Nana, only to find that it was occupied by a legal clause that she had rudely installed, which had no meaning whatsoever—it was just cute (that's what she thought).

The professor sighed, even though the legal clause could be removed. But that would make it anything but cute.

So the professor turned around again and then lifted the blanket in front of Nana.

Then I was revealed, lying in Nana's arms, looking quite happy.

"Sakamoto, you idiot!" The professor roughly grabbed my tail, then threw me aside and snuggled into Nana's arms.

"What's going on? What time do you think it is?" I muttered, somewhat annoyed. Then I went back to sleep.

Outside the window, the rain was getting heavier.

The professor was startled awake by a clap of thunder again. After hesitating for a moment, he nudged Nana and said, "Nano, I need to go to the bathroom. Let's go together, Nana, Nana, wake up! Let's go to the bathroom together!"

But Mingnai couldn't get up; he seemed to be sleeping very soundly and occasionally talked in his sleep.

The brat then lay back down.

"You bastard! Get up and go to the toilet! Do you want to wet the bed?!" I couldn't take it anymore and blurted out those words.

"Huh?!" The brat jumped up in fright.

Well, speaking of which, this is a great opportunity.

"That's why I can't stand brats like you the most." I grinned wickedly, woken up again, and then leaned closer, offering a wicked suggestion: "Want me to go to the bathroom with you?"

The professor shook his head, looking quite dismissive: "Because you're so small and look so weak, Sakamoto, you don't need to..."

"What?!" Me, me, the King of Angels, the Prince of Demons, the most powerful Demon Lord feared in Hell, I'm weak?! This, this, this, how can this be?! After hearing this brat's answer, I instantly froze.

Chapter Seven: Cute my ass!

Last night, the doctor didn't wet the bed, but he wet his pants.

Of course, according to the professor, it wasn't her fault. Nana woke up too slowly. And Nana was even more afraid of thunder than she was.

Perhaps it's because Ming is a robot. I thought to myself. At the same time, I used this as another point of leverage to beg the doctor to turn me into a human.

Therefore, I made a point of getting up very early, waking up at 11:30.

After that, I first went to the cat bowl filled with strawberry milk, stuck out my tongue and licked my breakfast and lunch—and then I went down.

When I woke up again, I found myself still lying next to the cat's food bowl, but the world was slightly different—the cat's perspective, which I had become somewhat familiar with, had returned to that of a humanoid creature.

Did it succeed?

"Mirror." I reached out to the brat, demanding a mirror. I desperately wanted to know what I looked like.

At the same time, suppressing my inner elation, I asked nonchalantly, "Did you put an anesthetic in my strawberry milk?"