My congratulations successfully stopped his crying and sadness, and made him once again give the evaluation that I am a demon.

"Don't always praise me. I lifted the corners of my lips and continued with my hand movements, asking him what had happened to her and bringing him into a state of grief.

He was silent for a moment, and then began to tell the story of the past.

He and she used to be feral cats.

Her cat is so white that it doesn't have any variegation, but it's always messy because she always has to go to the garbage dump to find food.

He knew she hated looking for food in the garbage, but he couldn't do anything but leave everything he could find to her.

She also hates the life of collecting ghosts at night and digesting them during the day, she hates being a cat and hates other cats, and she wants to be human.

She wants to wear beautiful clothes every day, eat good food every day, use the best perfume every day and make everyone fascinated by her.

He doesn't think there's anything good about being a man.

Human beings are so weak that they can't resist the lonely ghosts, they have to go to bed late and get up early every day, and if they can't make money, they will become homeless people sleeping on the streets, always on the road to travel and get tired.

But she still wanted to be a human being, and the idea was getting stronger and stronger.

She said that even if she only does it for one day, she has no regrets.

She said that as long as he gave her a few years of life, she would be able to get her wish.

She said that even if she became a human, she would not forget the memory of the cat, she would remember him, she would take care of him, and she would wait until he became a human and marry him.

She said that when she and he got married, she could buy a house, open a flower shop, have her own children, and cook him his favorite saury every day.

He believed.

So she made up nineteen years of life and became a human in advance.

She forgot about him.

She has lost the memory of the cat, but still retains a deep dislike for the cat.

He continued to stay by her side, watching her torture and kill her kind by cruel means such as boiling her head and beheading her head alive, and seeing her sell her body to satisfy her vanity, but still loving her and protecting her.

He thinks that she can still keep him by her side by abusing her own kind, and she is still different to him.

He believes that she was only swallowed up by human desires after becoming human.

For her, he worked hard for nineteen years and finally became a human.

He didn't lose the memory of the cat.

Nor was he swallowed up by human desires.

He was afraid that his sudden speech or transformation into human form would scare her, and before he could find the right opportunity to tell her that he was a cat demon, he had already seen the scene I had witnessed.

It turned out that she had long been disgusted with him.

In fact, her body will return to cat form for a period of time after more and more cats are abused, which is due to the fact that the cats she tortured and killed will curse her before they die.

As the curse accumulates more and more, it is not, because she has lived for nineteen years and cultivated into a cat demon before turning into a human form, she has an empty demon body but does not have demon power, and she is gradually unable to bear it.

She didn't know about it.

Fortunately, every time she abused and killed a cat, it was at her residence at night, and no one saw her return to her cat form.

He went to look for her again after leaving Shallow Bay last night, and he wanted to tell her to stop abusing and killing cats, otherwise something would happen sooner or later.

He went late.

When she looked in the mirror after she tortured and killed the cat again, she saw in the mirror that she had become a cat.

Disgusted that she had become a cat, she could not accept that she had become a cat, so she went mad and jumped from her dwelling and fell to her death.

By the time he arrived, she had fallen to her death.

She had surveillance in her house but she never looked, and he learned about her death from it.

"Is it hard for a cat to live for nineteen years?" I asked him after he finished speaking, and waited for him to calm down his sadness.

"Difficult. The normal lifespan of a cat is up to 15 years. I have lived my due life and want to continue to live, and every night is harder than death. ”

"Why?"

"Because we have to continue to collect ghosts, one ghost will be tormented in each episode. It hurts, it hurts so much that I want to tear it off right away. ”

"Is it worth it for her?"

“...... It's worth it. ”

At this point in the conversation, I continued with my hand movements and didn't say anything more.

He wasn't sure if it was worth it or not.

He should still be able to salvage.

He didn't leave until dawn, curling up at my feet.

I went to the stern after dawn to cook, find the bowl I had used for him last time, and serve him another bowl.

He didn't eat and didn't leave.

I let him continue to curl up in the same place, and after holding the boat into the sea to find an island to stop the boat, I continued to master the production of stand-ins for my own use.

For the next week, he didn't eat, drink, speak, or leave.

I would prop up the boat to the sea during the day and return to the shallow bay at night, except for eating, drinking, Lazar, going ashore for procurement and necessary rest, most of the time I spent mastering the production of stand-ins for my own use.

During this time, I had to contact Chikasa again.

He never had any message from the little monk.

I still have no dreams when I fall asleep.

One afternoon at the end of the week, I was on an island in the middle of the sea to master the production of a stand-in for my own use, and suddenly sleepiness struck.

The sleepiness was intense, something I had never experienced before.

Is this going to change again?

I was a little excited by the abnormal situation, and I immediately stopped my movements and fell asleep on the low table in front of me.

I slept in seconds, and finally dreamed again, but what I dreamed of was a kneeling figure sitting in the depths of the sea.

That's myself.

I sat on my knees, my hands hanging down like a stone statue, and my drenched dark power suit wrapped around my body exuded a heavy gloomy feeling.

My black hair was wrapped around my neck, lining the skin of my neck more and more, pale and bloodless, with a lifeless gray.

Large patches of blood spread from my chest and waist, as if they were endless, staining the sea around me red.

Where is this?

Who killed me?

Or, suicide?

I looked at my back from the perspective of a bystander, and I couldn't help but shudder.

There was no worthy reference around, only the sea flowing at an extremely slow pace, raising a few strands of my hair, and I was soon drowned in a blood-red.

My eyes were bloody, and I couldn't see my back clearly.

As I couldn't see my back at all, I woke up suddenly.

It was still midafternoon, and the wildcat was still curled up at my feet, and it took me less than three seconds to go from falling asleep to waking up.

"You're foreseeing. The wildcat, who hadn't spoken for a long time, opened his mouth at this time.

"How do you know?" I was surprised, and I was murderous.

When he's dead, he'll keep my secret.

"I can't tell. It's just a feeling. He rose from his curled up state and stretched wide.

"Isn't it true that all cat demons, when I foresee, can feel that I am foreseeing?" I confirmed.

"I don't know. If you want to kill me, hurry up and do it, I won't run. "He jumped out of the boat and walked over to me, ripped the hair off his neck with his front paws, and handed his head to me.

"Is it so cooperative?" His extreme cooperation made me lose my killing intent again.

"You can't stop halfway. Come on, kill me. He handed his head forward again.

"You're really blind to my nosy last time and my intake this time. You still don't know that life is precious. If I can live freely, I can wake up laughing when I fall asleep. I gathered the emotions I had seen in anticipation, and lifted my foot to push back the head he had handed me.

"So you're worse than me?" he was a little stunned.

"In a sense, it's worse than you. Does this answer make you feel more comfortable?"

"Nope. ”

"Since you don't spare your life, why don't you stay and help me?"

"You can too. ”

At this point in the conversation, he took the initiative to tell me how to make a contract with the demon.

He chose to stay and help me, partly because of my favor, and most of the reason was that as long as the contract was generated, he would be able to die as soon as I died.

We made a contract, and I couldn't help but laugh.

I was bent on living, he was bent on dying, and the contract was sloppy and funny, and I don't know which of us will get my wish in the end.

I couldn't stop laughing, and suddenly I could sense the curse of the cat that died in the sea before it died.

What's the situation?

I immediately sensed it carefully, and gradually I could sense the curse of the cat demon who died in the entire sea area before he died, and gradually I could sense the curse of the monster who died in the entire sea area before he died, and I could gradually sense the curse of the endless monsters in the world before he died.

Can I use these curses for myself?

I urged the anger, and my mind locked on the curse placed by the endless monsters in the world before they died, and used the most basic recipes in the spell book to form a talisman out of thin air.

I succeeded in using the monster curse into the ink, and became a talisman out of thin air.

I tried again, blending the curse and the monster curse for my own use, and it succeeded again.

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