One section of the aluminum U-gutter, possibly abandoned by the workers in the bushes, became a paradise for the kittens.

Two days ago, someone reported that the dormitory's sinky gutter was leaking, and the tutor in the dormitory immediately called the workers to repair it, this section of the pipe was probably because the eaves that the workers brought to replace it was too long, and he didn't bother to bring back the cut off, which was less than three feet long, so he just found a corner with lush vegetation and threw it away directly - this still shiny aluminum gutter happened to rest under an abandoned artificial bird's nest at one end, and the other end fell into a fluffy and fluffy rush grass, with an inclination of about forty to forty-five, The kittens climbed out of the nest and tentatively slipped down the gutter, like a child sliding down a slide, which they thought was a fun and meaningful game, while their mother, like a human mother, did not think it was true, even found it dangerous, and stood cautiously and delicately under the gutter, saw that the child had slipped down, and then carried it back to the nest, which was most likely taken by the mother as her nest.

There were four kittens, and the mother cat had only one, and it slid back on this, and that slipped down, and that slipped back on, and this one slid down again—the kittens kept barking mischievously, and Beelzebub heard that.

"That's not going to work," said Lila, "we'll have to take that." "The gutter has an upward opening and a smooth surface, but the problem is that its cut part is as sharp as a knife reaching into the air, and when the kittens jump in turn and have weak legs, they are not actually cut open or their cheeks are torn open, and it can only be said that God is watching them.

As soon as she tried to get closer, the mother cat turned abruptly, leaned her ears back, and barked her teeth at her.

"Maybe it's because I smell too much lavender." Lila said smugly, retrieving her dried lavender from Sasha's arms.

"I'll try." Beelzebub said.

He was even worse, and when he got closer, not only the big cat, but even the kitten began to bark in panic.

Beelzebub stepped back. The big cat did not let down its guard as it had just done, its ears almost clinging to its head, its whiskers tucked back, its arched back accompanied by a raised coat. The pupils dilated, the body stiffened - these are all signs that if it does not do something about it, it will attack desperately.

"Yo-hee." Lila booed softly in schadenfreude.

"Brother," Beelzebub said calmly, "it's your turn." ”

Sasha waited a moment before he could act, his feet gently stepping into the pile of rushes, the kitten still whimpering softly, the big cat still standing vigilantly, but the tail and coat that had been lowered showed that it was not feeling as bad as it had been at the beginning—it looked at the human with a curious look full of humanity—Sasha cautiously stepped closer, and he held out his hand. His fingers were already able to touch the cheeks of the big cat, and he gently stroked the sides of the cheeks along the whiskers, and the cat's cheeks secreted something called "pheromones", the smell of which would make the cat emotionally stable and stroke the place. It can make the cat feel very comfortable.

"Meow~" said the big cat.

Sasha's fingers move from the cheeks to the back of the cat's head, then the shoulder blade area, waist, hips, tail...... When he withdrew his hand, the big cat barked softly and squeamishly, turning its body. Dissatisfied, rubbing his head against his palm.

"My brother." Beelzebub said proudly.

Sasha picked up the big cat, it didn't have a collar, it didn't look like it was raised, but it raised itself well, and its fur was cow-colored, shiny and fluffy. Black and white, muscular, and about twelve pounds, Sasha lifted it up and put it in the nest. It stuck its head out uneasily, looked at the kittens, and barked incessantly.

"Don't worry." Sasha said that one by one he held up the kittens, which were very light, with weak legs and feet, black fur, and only four small black cats with white paws and white socks.

The last kitten had slipped to the bottom of the gutter, nestled in the rush, and Sasha caught it up, much to its displeasure, and bit Sasha's thumb with its tiny teeth, and Sasha put it to his mother and siblings, and in a moment he forgot about it completely.

Sasha lifted the aluminum gutter and returned to Lila and Beelzebub.

"It's a bird's nest," Beelzebub said, "it's quite big." ”

"The longest place is a foot," said Sasha, "great, crows, red-tailed robins are all possible." "Grande is a good place with abundant water and grass and lush woods, not only live here with a wide variety and number of wild birds and beasts, but also many ownerless cats and dogs, but recently the number of the latter is gradually decreasing, except for adopted, diseased, accidental injury, and fox and weasel belly food, every unregistered cat and dog has finally been formalized and legalized in the "catch, birth control and release" rescue operation to get a free sterilization opportunity - They will never be able to leave any more offspring of their own.

So, while the students and faculty of Grande adore these unfortunate non-humans, it's hard to see newborn kittens and puppies here.

"This cat must have just arrived," said Lila, "and she probably entered Grande with a big belly—she gave birth in that nest." ”

"There's a regular feeding spot just a few hundred feet away from the nest," Beelzebub said, "and it's clever so that it doesn't have to be away from its baby for too long." ”

The next day, Sasha boiled a little fish in olive oil, and Beelzebub ate one, "Does this need a dip?" He said, "It's very light." ”

"That's not for you," Sasha said.

"We're going back to Grande Town this weekend," Bepp said, "Dr. Hopkins has applied and been allowed to do so." ”

Sasha nodded.

He and Beelzebub knew why—there were news about Orrosa in the newspapers, on television, and even in classes—that on the day they left Orrosa, at twelve o'clock in the evening, a riot, or war, broke out in the middle of the night led by the Clovin family.

"How's that Yelena?"

"Which one are you talking about?" "We only got word of Mistress Cloven—and he didn't seem to have any intention of hiding it, after all, at that time, no one was paying attention to those little people—and the family was so unlucky, that brother, sister, nephew, and parents were so close when they drove to visit the Diamond Pit that their car went headlong down, exploded, caught fire, and burned so neatly that by the time the police found a way to go down, there were less than twenty pounds of what could be picked up in it." ”

(To be continued)

((One second to remember)