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Chapter 7 Naming

 Why is the Demon King like this? Text Volume Chapter 7: Naming the cat Qing Keisuke didn’t care whether the cat was dirty or not, and stuffed it directly into a big bag, leaving only a cat head exposed.

The kitten meowed a few times and looked at its new owner.

Cats' pain tolerance is different from that of humans, so although one of its hind legs is broken, it is not intolerable. Qing Keisuke plans to take it to the pet hospital tomorrow for a checkup.

After returning home without incident, Qing Keisuke dug out a cardboard box to serve as a temporary home for the kitten. He then took two ugly short-sleeved shirts, rolled them up and put them on one side of the cardboard box. This was a place to sleep.

Another cardboard box with several layers of padding was placed next to it. Qing Keisuke taught the kitten: "If you want to go to the toilet, go here."

The black cat stuck its head out: "Meow~"

When it barks, it will subconsciously close its eyes, showing a naive expression.

Qing Keisuke took out a wet towel, rubbed its head, and ignored it.

Although he cannot use magic, Qing Keisuke has his own methods of cultivating and communicating with these spiritual beasts.

After washing his hands and wiping the snack packaging that was covered with cat hair and dust, Qing Keisuke dumped everything on the low table in the living room, covering three floors.

This is a happy scene.

After picking out the ones that needed to be put in the refrigerator, Qing Keisuke found the wine from the cabinet that his parents and friends had given him during the Chinese New Year.

Smirnoff's vodka, Neon Yamazaki's whiskey, brandy, wine, rum, and even China's Moutai, the packaging seems not cheap, there are also ordinary beers, Asahi, Sapporo and Kirin that office workers like in izakaya.<

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Qing Keisuke put the high-quality wine back into the wine cabinet, leaving only half a box of Kirin, and then moved a folding chair, a small low table and a portable lamp outside the balcony.

"Click!"

The light golden aluminum can was opened, and all the bubbles and fragrance came out. Qing Keisuke pointed the mouth of the bottle at the cup, first poured it diagonally, filled two-thirds of it, then straightened the cup, raised the mouth of the bottle, and filled it with foam.
I tore open a pack of snacks and it was squid.

He raised the wine glass, the lights outside, the golden light of the wine and Qing Keisuke's eyes formed a line, the golden ripples and bubbles, the cool evening breeze of the summer night, and the stars were not visible.

"Ah..."

The Demon King clinked glasses with himself: "Aoi Keisuke, congratulations on your new life."

Qing Keisuke himself couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad, but he talked about his life plan, or goal, in the bathtub last night.

Decide to become a cool farmer for now.

At that time, one cow will be slaughtered every day, leaving only the most delicious parts.

When I was half-drinking, a black cat wearing white socks ran out on three legs, put its head on the door frame and meowed wildly.

"You guys, do you smell the smell of squid?"

Aoi Keisuke didn't mind if it was dirty, he just pinched the back of its neck and placed it on the crook of its leg, then tore half of the squid for it to chew on.

"Meow~"

The kitten rubbed his ankles flatteringly.

"After all, I should give you a name."

"Meow~"

"Black cat..."

Qing Keisuke picked up his phone and searched: "Wugeng Liuli? Such a nice name is not suitable for you."

"Meow?"

"As for Black Tiger, what about Ah Fu? Don't you like it?"

The kitten scratched his exposed ankles with its tail.

"Okay."

Since this was a female cat, and its spirituality was 10 times that of his own, Qing Keisuke still thought about it seriously.

Give it a brave name? It sounds disgusting.

Or maybe Xiaofu? It doesn’t feel like a cat, but like an Akita dog with honest eyes.

Aoi Keisuke stopped thinking and opened Line instead of clicking on the "23" message in Rena Kobayashi's chat box. He scratched his hair and opened the feed, intending to post the delicious food he enjoyed at noon today.

"Click!"

By the way, I also took a picture of the little black cat, and planned to ask the idle people on the Internet what a good name should be.

After half a day, after seeing so many people in the mall, Qing Keisuke has found that he doesn't seem to have to worry too much about exposing his identity. The whole world is filled with all kinds of strange people, and their personalities are irrepressible.<

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Acting, and then changing subtly, is a wiser choice.

He was still hesitant at first, worried that he would be targeted again by the study committee after posting his news, but if he restrained himself because of this, his new life would surely be gradually tied up with cobwebs, losing its color and charm.

It’s understandable to be frightened by the nuclear bomb, but study committee member Arisugawa Asuka is not.

When the input method popped up, Qing Keisuke put down the phone, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then reached out to pick up the phone.

Qing Keisuke laughed. With this body, it would be too exaggerated to want to eat a whole cow, but it doesn't matter. This is how the word "dream" is used.

He went on to write:

Click Publish.

In less than five minutes, the red number in Rena Kobayashi's chat box suddenly jumped to "50".

"Senior!!!"

"???"

Qing Keisuke finally clicked on the chat box, and the pleasant "unread" immediately turned into read.

Ignoring the strange hippopotamus expression, he pulled the message to the top.

……

A long list of weird hippopotamus expressions and beating expressions.

A smile appeared on Aoi Keisuke's lips, and further down, it was because he posted a message but did not reply to Kobayashi Rena's crazy complaint.

Chatting with such schoolgirls will definitely not be boring.

Qing Keisuke replied: "Sorry, I haven't looked at the line since I went out today."

"I'm sorry that I don't look like a high school student. Do you have any suggestions for cat names?"

Rena Kobayashi was nestled in the quilt, her long and straight calves kicking the quilt. She hugged her mobile phone and said "ah" excitedly.

Can you give me a name for my senior’s cat?!

I, Rena Kobayashi, will definitely win!

"Nana?"

Qing Keisuke tentatively called the little black cat at his feet. The black cat's ears moved and it raised its head and gave him a "meow".

"It seems I don't like it."

"Meow~"

Aoi Keisuke had no choice but to tell Reina Kobayashi that he would think about it again, and by the way, he sealed the girl with good night who still wanted to continue chatting with him at night.

Click on the news again, and idle people wandering around the Internet have already sent likes. This time, because the copywriting is more interesting, there are a few replies at the bottom, but they are boring.

Qing Keisuke scanned around and saw the message from the study committee member.

Arisugawa Asuka: How about if the boy is called ‘saku’ and the girl is called ‘yuki’?

"saku?saku?"

"yuki?"

"Meow~"

Apart from anything else, the value of the study committee member is still very solid. Qing Keisuke read the poem she wrote again and took the initiative to reply:


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