Chapter 21: Please Call Me Sir
"This witch lady is in such a hurry to ......"
"Less in the way!"
"Meowβ"
Before Orange even finished his debut lines, he was caught flying by the huge yin-yang jade, dragging the old man to scream, drawing a beautiful arc in the sky.
She slipped all the way on the muddy ground covered with thin ice, and finally hit a broken wall, before she stopped and lay down on all fours. In her blurred vision, a red-and-white figure streaked across the sky - this was the ghost witch who had knocked her away with a single move, Hakurei Reimu.
"Ahh
Her wildcat companions heard the commotion and gathered to lick her wounds or curl up on her stomach to warm her. Being rubbed around by such a large pile of fluffy little guys, feeling a large amount of "cat energy" flowing into the body, Orange's wounds, both mentally and physically, are rapidly recovering.
She picked up a chubby orange cat, buried her face in its soft belly, rubbed it hard, and immediately felt refreshed, as if all the pain had disappeared at once.
"Meow!"
"Ahh
Orange sat up, put the orange cat down by the way, and then sighed as if he had comprehended the true meaning of meow:
"It's amazing to be born a cat!"
As soon as she said this, the cats around her scattered as if they had seen some monster, and in the blink of an eye, they fled without a trace. Orange also wondered if she was talking too esoteric and scared her friends. At this time, I only heard a low, deep voice, like a fifty-year-old uncle, saying:
"Yo, little girl, you look idle!"
Orange looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a very handsome white cat, pacing gracefully and slowly walking towards her.
It is a pure white Persian cat, which is larger than the average cat. His long flowing hair rippled in the wind, and his red and blue eyes shone like jewels. Orange looked at him, and only felt that what appeared in front of him was not some kind of strange cat, or a monster turned into a cat, but a fairy who came into the world in the form of a cat - his body and temperament were more "sacred".
"Are you ......?"
"It's just a lonely handsome cat passing by. β
So said the cat, and walked slowly and leisurely to Orange, and gently climbed up her legs, and went there, and said:
"Since there is nothing to do, let's give Ye Shun Shun hair! The wind has been strong in the past two days, and the hairstyle has been blown up. β
"Good...... Okay!"
That tone, like an elder calling a junior, usually talks to Orange like this, and only her two masters, Yakumo Blue and Yakumo Purple. As the leader of the wildcats, Orange had never been treated like this, but she was strangely not angry at all, and everything was as it were.
"Hah...... Not bad, nice and comfortable!"
Orange used skillful cat strokes to comb and scratch the white cat, which was so comfortable that he squinted. His hair is as smooth and smooth as high-grade silk, and the more he touches it, the more he touches it, the more he doesn't want to let go. After a while, before the orange could touch enough, the white cat suddenly stood up and jumped to the ground.
He squatted beside Orange in a fairly regular posture, with his tail coiled around the cat's paw, and said to Orange:
"Little girl, what's your name?"
"Ah, I'm Orange, I'm the monster-like god of Lord Lan, do you know Lord Lan?"
Orange crossed his legs, adjusted his sitting position, and faced him, so he said.
"I don't know, and I don't have much interest in knowing. The white cat replied coldly.
"Yes...... yes......" Orange laughed a little awkwardly.
To be honest, this cat is not the type she is good at coping.
"My name is SirΒ· Shaikorth," the white cat continued, "is a faithful servant of one of the world's oldest bloods, Lord Catherine Pargos. β
"So, your name is ......" Orange paused and said with a little hesitation:
"Charkolos...... Really?"
When the white cat heard this, his expression changed, and he reprimanded loudly:
"It's Sir Shakoros, you arrogant wildcat!"
"Hug ...... I'm sorry, Lord Sir!"
Orange doesn't know why she is so empty, anyway, in the face of this domineering handsome white cat, she is empty.
"I forgive you for your rudeness. β
"Okay......
Orange's tail and ears droop listlessly and look like a kitten that has made a mistake...... It's really a kitten who made a mistake.
"That shrine maiden," continued the white cat, Sir Chakoros, "is a rather difficult opponent, isn't it?"
"Uh...... It's not so much a trick as to ...... It's better to say......" Orange lowered his head and said stupidly, "It's not an opponent at all." β
"There are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven, this is also a common thing, don't take it to heart. β
As the white cat spoke, he turned his words, looked into the distance, and said eloquently:
"I think back then, the old man also met a completely undefeated opponent......"
"It's a dragon, hundreds of meters long, and a single breath of fire can burn a mountain. The first challenge to it was a disaster, and I was so defeated that I almost lost my life. β
"Huh...... Is there such a thing?" sighed Orange.
Seriously, the hundred-meter-long dragon Orange has no concept at all, but she still thinks "this is quite powerful", and listens to it with relish, like a bedside story.
"At that time, I learned from the hard work and trained hard to defeat the dragon. Sir Sciacros said, "After nine hundred and eighty-one tribulations, my body let out a mournful cry, and my hair gradually fell out. Sure enough, the emperor paid off, and a year later, I was finally ......"
"I learned to speak human language. β
"Huh...... Huh?"
Orange opened his mouth wide and stared at the white cat, and it took a long time for him to squeeze out a sentence:
"What do you say you've learned?"
"Speak human words. "The white cat's face does not change its color," and it is Parisian French without the slightest accent, which even Napoleon Bonaparte could not speak. β
"That'...... What about the dragon?" asked Orange.
"I don't know. β
The three words that are concise and easy to understand are blocked by Orange's speechlessness. But I heard the white cat continue:
"Through this incident, I have learned a truth, hard work, you will definitely become stronger. Little girl, do you crave power? Do you want to defeat that shrine maiden?"
"Think...... I really want to ......," Orange stammered a little, "but...... But ......"
I always feel as if something is wrong, and I can't say it......
"No but!" shouted Sir Sciacros, "if you want to, then do it!
With just this sentence, the doubts in Orange's heart were swept away, and she only felt her blood surge, and she raised her hand and shouted:
"Yes, Lord Sir!"
"Very well, you have a future. Sir Sciakros nodded, "Then let's start learning court etiquette, and the goal is the Grand Slam of the French Open!"
"Yes, Lord Sir!"
All in all, in short, neither Sir Chakolos nor Orange will be going home for a while. Catherine and Blue may be in a hurry, but they will learn one day:
"You know, some cats are not destined to be in a cage, and every single hair they have is too bright. β