A Young Woman's Heart

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Chapter 80 "Extra Chapter & Crispy Candy Diary" Late at night

My name is Su Tang, and I am the actual controller of a large area around here.

It's considered a well-known cat boss.

However, my happiest moments are not when I'm strategizing and winning battles, or when I'm personally charging into battle, but when I'm quietly sleeping in by my master's side.

Recently, an uncle came to the fruit shop. He had a strange body odor, which gave the cat a real headache.

I still prefer the time when Xiaoyao or Wanyan are around, at least the little room smells nice then.

I sighed inwardly, rubbed my beard against the wall, and jumped from the floor onto the table.

Today I went home with Xiaoyao's owner. It's been a while since I've been here. I wonder if that doll girl named Nancy missed me.

As a cat boss, I'm actually quite charming. Quite a few female cats want to have kittens with me, but unfortunately, I don't like any of them. My favorite is the doll girl Nancy.

Because she is the most special.

As for other reasons... do you need a reason to like someone, meow?

For cats, falling in love at first sight means they can have babies right away. Someone like me is quite conservative!

The owner was hunched over the table writing something, pausing every now and then to think. The densely packed words on the notebook gave me a headache just looking at them.

Learning to read is a painful thing for cats.

But what can I do? I'm the leader of the cats. As the leader, how can I not have some skills that other cats don't excel at?

So recently I've been learning to read human writing from Xiaoyao's owner. So far, it's not too bad. At least I can understand punctuation marks!

What? If I try hard enough, I'm pretty smart too!

"Sugar—don't jump onto the table like that," Xiaoyao's owner said softly, patting my head.

I could only stretch out my four paws to show her that I had wiped them clean and they weren't dirty at all.

Although I don't really like taking baths, I still pay close attention to personal hygiene! I definitely don't have fleas or anything like that. My owner, Haruka, really doesn't trust me at all.

"Phew... Hmm... I finally finished writing the second chapter, but I feel like it's still not good enough... How should I write the battle scenes? Is it too abrupt? It doesn't feel intense enough..."

Xiaoyao's owner kept muttering to himself, which made me curious and take a few more glances.

Hmm... Fewer exclamation marks than periods, is it because it's not intense enough?

After that, Xiaoyao's owner read it aloud again in a low voice. During this process, she made a sound. For a cat like me with extremely good hearing, it was a piece of cake. I could easily look at the Chinese characters by comparing them with the words Xiaoyao's owner read, and thus learn them—theoretically, that's correct, but when I actually learned, I felt that Xiaoyao's owner read it way too fast!

"Meow—" I wanted her to read it slower, but she didn't understand what I meant. She just gently stroked my fur. Okay, considering how gentle she was, I won't hold it against her!

"The battle with the giants should be earth-shattering, it should be incredibly awe-inspiring. Yes, I didn't capture that awe in my writing. It's mainly because such scenes are difficult to express in a truly awe-inspiring way… But I think Silver can draw it, right?" Little Haruka's owner stretched lazily and closed the book. "Anyway, there's still a lot to improve. I'll work harder later…"

"Meow~" I nudged her arm. Hey, could you give me something to eat before I go to sleep?

It's the middle of the night, and I'm getting a little hungry.

"What's wrong, Su Tang?"

"Meow—meow—" I tried my best to express my thoughts, even though what came out of my mouth were just cat meows.

"No, you can't sleep with me. You didn't take a shower today."

What? I didn't mean I wanted to sleep with you!

If you don't understand cat language, don't pretend you do!

Really.

Besides, I'm perfectly clean even without a bath!

Why can't we sleep together?

"Stop fooling around, Su Tang. Even though tomorrow is another day off, I'm already very sleepy and need to go to bed..."

"Meow—" I called out one last time, then jumped off the table and landed quietly on the ground.

Actually, I don't really like sleeping with people that much, especially in the middle of summer.

The space under the bed makes cats feel safer.

—I'm a little hungry and can't fall asleep easily.

I wonder if there are any mice in the house that I could eat as snacks.

...But it seems not, I didn't even smell a mouse!

"Click." Xiaoyao's owner lay down on the bed, then pulled the light cord, and the glaring light finally went out.

I comfortably widened my pupils, and using the moonlight, I jumped to the window and called out.

"Meow—"

"Woo seconds——"

This is the sound that Xiaoyao's owner heard.

But actually I was asking my underlings to bring me some food.

Simply deliver it to the side of the screen window.

"Su Tang...stop yelling..." Xiao Yao's owner kicked my butt and grumbled in dissatisfaction.

Okay, okay, I'll just wait for my subordinates to bring the food.

I reluctantly fell silent.

A few minutes later, a nimble orange cat darted up and gently wagged its tail.

"Bring me some snacks, uh, dried fish will do, or sausages will be fine too."

"Yes, boss!" The orange cat quickly darted down and relayed the message to the others.

A short while later, it climbed back up.

I opened the screen window a tiny crack so it could pass over the sausage it was carrying in its mouth.

Thank you.

"Boss, this is what we should do!" the orange cat shouted, deeply moved.

"Keep your voice down, my owner is sleeping." I lazily pulled the screen window shut, munching on a sausage, and leaped over the bed, landing on the floor.

I don't know where these sausages came from, but they are perfectly intact and very clean.

After biting open the outer plastic, I enjoyed it with great satisfaction.

Although it tastes like flour, it's pretty good as a midnight snack.

It's better than nothing, right?

Of course, I also made sure not to make a mess of the sausages, not only because my owner would get angry, but also because I am a very clean cat!

"Click." The hour hand on the luminous alarm clock finally pointed to twelve o'clock.

I jumped onto the desk and tried to call out to Miss Nancy.

"Nancy—Nancy—can you hear me?"

“I can hear you, Mr. Sugar.”

Are you in the box?

Of course.

"Uh..." I looked at the locked bookshelf with some worry.

Although it's just a small latch, it seems impossible to open because it's quite high and my claws aren't very flexible.

Why did Xiaoyao's owner close the bookshelf so tightly this time? Couldn't they have left a gap?

"Sorry, I don't think I can get you out."

"It's alright, Mr. Sugar, I don't always want to go out to play."

"Oh...you're often alone."

"Yes, I'm used to it now."

"Aren't you lonely?"

"Sometimes, you know." The doll's voice always went straight into my head.

"Sutang—stop calling—" Xiaoyao's owner's drowsy voice came over. She seemed to be almost asleep, or already in a half-awake state.

“Mr. Crispy Candy, you just need to think about it in your mind.”

"Oh, I forgot," I said to her in my mind, keeping my mouth shut.

"I'm happy when someone comes to chat with me."

“Is that so?” I curled up on the desk and licked my tail. “Miss Nancy, you’re so pitiful, being locked up in a box all this time.”

"Hehe, it's alright. Although I sometimes yearn for Mr. Crispy Sugar's carefree life, well... at least I still have a box. This is my home that will never change."

“Nothing in this world lasts forever,” I said in a refined manner. Lately, I’ve been chatting with my strategist a lot, and I’ve inadvertently picked up a bit of this affected way of speaking.

"Pfft, but for me, that long period of time is almost like forever."

"If there's a chance, I'll take you out to play again."

"Okay."

Where would you like to go?

"Hmm... are there any fun places to go?"

"There are many, uh... there are playgrounds in shopping malls that are full of balls for kids, and there are cake workshops that are full of cream and cakes and stuff."

"Has Mr. Crispy Candy ever been to the beach?"

"The seaside...?"

"Never been there?"