High School of Demon Hunting

"Why aren’t you revising under the Cat Fruit Tree, what are you doing here?"

In the study, the owner of Greenhill Mansion looked at the black cat that stormed in with an air of authority, his expression unchanged. He leaned forward slightly, interlacing his fingers on the desk, leisurely looking at it: "—So, you think that Stone couldn’t comprehend your graduation thesis, and so you’ve come in person to save face?"

The moment it heard the word ’thesis’.

The black cat’s imposing manner suddenly faltered.

It then recalled that the witch before it was actually its thesis supervisor, and also remembered that afternoon when Professor Montreya mentioned her submitting the thesis to the "Magic" journal, feeling a tad guilty.

It was only a pause for a second, but the imposing manner upon entering had already waned by half.

This made the black cat feel somewhat angry with itself—it had clearly been prepared to ’forcefully confront’ once it entered, but the big fox easily seized the initiative. Indeed, it had reconciled with being deceived by the big fox beforehand, yet being so simply fooled still elicited strong feelings of defeat in its mind.

"You..."

The black cat regained its spirit, but just as it opened its mouth to utter a word, it was interrupted by the witch.

"Oh, want something to drink? Goat’s milk? Peppermint tea? Or orange juice?"

As she spoke, the witch raised her hand and gently tapped the bell on the desk. With a pleasant tone after a ding, she instructed: "—Bring it some fine drinks and snacks."

As the saying goes, ’An initial boldness fades on the second try and completely disappears on the third’, from entering until now, the black cat’s confidence had been disrupted twice, having lost its original fierceness.

She was definitely doing this on purpose!

The black cat thought angrily at heart—it absolutely did not believe Su Shi Jun was unaware of its intentions—seeing the enigmatic smile on her face, it felt a surge of anger, tail flicking as it swiftly jumped onto the witch’s desk.

This action indeed surprised her, causing her body to retract slightly.

Do not underestimate that she only retreated a little.

For the black cat, this was the greatest success since it entered the room.

This brought back the courage it had lost earlier, with feline bravery, it pressed forward: "—Don’t change the subject, let those two go for me... Yikes? Let me down! What are you doing?!"

The witch unexpectedly extended both hands, forked the black cat’s forelegs, lifting it to her face, instantly interrupting the black cat’s aggressive speech.

As it is said, ’What lies still in a heap becomes a line when pulled’, forcibly pulling a cat against its will will tell you the true meaning of ’cat strip’.

Just like the current black cat.

While forcibly ’picked up’ by the owner of Greenhill Mansion, its forelegs hung suspended in midair while its hind legs remained where they were, seemingly nailed there, transforming the entire cat into a long, soft strip.

"Looking closely, you really have quite a handsome cat form."

Su Shi Jun tilted her head, observing the black cat up close, nodding thoughtfully: "—Just your fur lacks grooming, that part is easy to nitpick, need to pay attention in the future... hm, what are you doing?"

Those who often step on empty stairs know when you misstep, your hands instinctively grasp around to steady yourself. Zheng Qing is a cat, yet essentially human, so when lifted by the witch, its two forelegs naturally sought footholds, and naturally landed on the area’s peak.

Step, step.

It seemed this high point wasn’t so solid, soft, highly elastic, with excellent tactile feedback. It couldn’t help but open its paws, trying to step firmer.

I step! I step again! I step one more time!

Purr, purr...

Huh?

Where did the purr sound come from?

The black cat perked its ears, looking around—

Oh.

It was me.

It glanced down at its long belly.

"—What are you doing?"

This was the first time the slightly curious voice of the office owner sounded by its ear.

"Ah!"

The head maid carrying the fruit tray into the room happened to see this charming scene, and let out a small shock, hastily exiting the study without worrying about manners, closing the door.

Bam!

Ouch!

The black cat belatedly realized what it was doing, the soft fur at its nape standing on end, arching its back leaping hard backward, tumbling off the desk askew, scrambling to get away from the demon behind the desk.

Yes, demon.

Bigger demon than those little devils in the Seven Sins!

It raised its paw, looked at the pink pads beneath, close to tears.

What did I just do? How did it turn out this way? How did it suddenly turn out like this? Stepping on someone’s chest, how do I have the audacity to seek justice?

At this moment, never mind scolding, if not for Furry Bean and Gem Cat still hanging in the atrium, its guilty heart wished to draw out the Charm Gun on the spot, blow open a hole, and vanish!

"—No licking paws!"

The witch’s demon-like whisper sounded by its ear, scaring it to instantly move its paws away and raise its head, only to see Su Shi Jun tidying her collar, perceiving the black cat’s gaze, she provocatively licked her lips.

I fall!

Really like a Fox Spirit!

No, she was originally a Fox Spirit!

The black cat sat sprawled on the floor, its face void of life.

Ring!

The bell on the desk rang again.

"—Drinks are not needed." Greenhill Mansion’s owner instructed as though nothing had happened: "Bring in those two little critters hanging in the atrium."

It took just one second.

A courteous knocking sound came from outside the study.

"Enter."

The mansion’s head maid entered properly, not even glancing at the spirits of the black cat sitting next to her on the floor, looking directly at the witch behind the desk, "Miss, they have come."

Upon hearing this, the black cat seemed to regain its senses, looking towards the door, seeing Su Man holding Furry Bean with her left hand and Gem Cat with her right, their bodies wrapped in yarn, only their heads exposed.

Compared to when they were seen in the patio earlier, the only difference was that both the cat and dog had opened their eyes, awake now. Upon sighting the black cat, Gem Cat visibly let out a huge sigh of relief, while Furry Bean meowed plaintively.

"That’s enough."

Su Shi Jun nodded slightly.

The head maid released the cat and dog, once again politely saluted, retreated, and made sure to close the door behind her.

Bang!

Su Shi Jun snapped her fingers crisply.

The ropes binding Gem Cat and Furry Bean fell limply to the floor like deflated worms, and once free, Furry Bean scurried to a corner of the study, disappearing with a blink. However, Gem Cat leisurely disentangled itself, slowly ambled beside the black cat, sitting down with a plop.

Calm and composed.

Almost indifferent to the fact it was the one strung up in the atrium before.