Oh my God!

Fenix Bro is no longer pure!

Fenix Bro has been tainted! He’s dirty now!

How could society be so cruel!

Our Fenix has only been out for a month, how did he become like this!

It wasn’t late at night, but this shuttle bus was empty, echoing with their heart-rending cries, sounding like a midnight hearse.

Fenix was deafened by the noise.

He still didn’t understand what was happening, his head filled with question marks.

Lancelot wailed, making a heartbreaking chicken-like cry: "Son! Dad is very disappointed in you!"

Alfred, with a thick tongue, sighed: "Mom is too!"

Derek opened his mouth: "Brother also…"

Halfway through, he stopped, turned to look at the pair of parents, thinking he shouldn’t be at a disadvantage, so he changed it to: "Grandpa is also."

"?"

Lancelot and Alfred turned to look at him.

"?"

Derek stood tall and straight, righteous.

"?" Fenix’s face was filled with confusion, "What are you talking about?"

Seeing Fenix’s expression, Lancelot felt something was wrong.

Why does this little brother seem like he didn’t initiate it himself!

He clicked his tongue and said: "We’re saying that Lion’s attitude towards you is abnormal!"

Alfred: "Exactly, very abnormal!"

Derek: "Indeed."

Fenix thought about it carefully but still couldn’t figure out where his boss’s attitude was abnormal.

"For example?"

Alfred couldn’t believe it: "Do we need examples?"

Fenix: "Why not? Give me an example of his abnormal attitude!"

"Do we need to give an example! Clearly everything is abnormal!" Alfred shouted loudly, "If we have to say, the most abnormal part is that he actually…"

Alfred said this and reached out to lift Fenix’s chin, but before he could say anything, Fenix kicked him away lightly.

Fenix, full of disdain: "You stink."

Alfred: ?

Alfred was furious.

Alfred angrily breathed on Fenix.

Damn!

Are you sick?!

Fenix gasped, he stood up and sat next to Derek.

Derek had the best drinking manners.

Although his heart was shaken, his surface remained steady as he said: "Indeed, normal people wouldn’t do that."

Fenix thought about it again and nodded: "Indeed."

But Lion isn’t a normal person!

Fenix thought.

Not only is Lion not normal, but neither am I!

But Fenix couldn’t say this to the trio.

Indeed!!

Fenny says indeed!!

The trio, having received confirmation from the main party, took a deep breath.

Lancelot: "See! Lion’s action was outrageous!"

Alfred: "So we reasonably suspect that Lion wants to date you!"

Derek nodded deeply: "Indeed."

Fenix: ?

Fenix: ??

Fenix: ???

Fenix was stunned.

Damn, what nonsense!

Is there a hole in your brains that seawater has been poured into?!

Alfred, seeing Fenix’s shocked expression, slapped his thigh: "Sure enough, you didn’t notice?!"

Fenix: ??

No.

What did I notice?!

Did I notice that shaking your heads sounds like water sloshing around?!

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Alfred shouted loudly: "He just wants your body! He’s despicable!"

Fenix: ??

How dare you slander others’ innocence!

Don’t throw blood around!

Shake your heads again; do you hear the sea crying?

If Lion were here, there would be bloodshed, I’m telling you!

Lancelot: "Under what circumstances would someone do that kind of action!"

Alfred: "It’s improper behavior! It’s workplace harassment!"

Fenix: "..."

No, do you find anything wrong with stroking a cat’s chin when petting a cat?

No!

When humans pet cats, they even think it’s normal to bury their faces in a cat’s belly and inhale deeply!

Now what’s wrong with my boss stroking a cat’s chin?

Nothing!

But Fenix couldn’t say this directly.

Fenix felt like he was about to burst.

"My boss didn’t!" Fenix declared firmly, "He’s as straight as they come!"

The trio was taken aback by Fenix’s determined look.

Derek thought for a moment and asked: "Does he have a partner?"

Fenix shook his head: "No."

Alfred quickly followed up: "He must be craving…"

Fenix interrupted: "But he likes Athena!"

The trio was stunned, feeling a chill run down their spines, instantly sobering up a bit.

The three brothers danced around the gossip.

Alfred beat his chest: "Turns out the rumors weren’t groundless!"

Lancelot took a deep breath, feeling dizzy.

Derek was silent for a moment: "Are they dating?"

Fenix shook his head: "No."

"Is Lion pursuing Athena?"

"...No."

"Then what do you mean Lion likes Athena?"

Fenix: "..."

...Damn!

Derek’s logic was so tight!

Unbreakable!

But he does like her!

Who else would the protagonist like if not the heroine!

But this was a reason he couldn’t say!

Damn, I’m so frustrated!

Fenix was green with frustration.

Lancelot finally recovered, his voice wavering: "Be careful, Fenny, I think there’s more to this."

Fenix felt like he was about to explode.

He closed his eyes and decided to stop communicating with these drunkards spouting nonsense.

...

There wasn’t much for Fenix to pack. Within an hour, he had packed everything and rented a moving robot, leaving the dormitory without looking back.

Lion watched Fenix, accompanied by a moving robot, jump off the shuttle bus and return with a fierce demeanor.

Lion raised an eyebrow and opened the trunk.

Fenix quickly loaded his luggage into the trunk and then climbed into the passenger seat.

Lion turned his head.

The kid had gone out happy but came back looking like a balloon.

Lion started the car and activated privacy mode.

"Why the long face?"

Fenix grumbled: "Nothing."

This was the first time Lion had seen Fenix looking unhappy.

—Those projections recording Fenix’s growth were all filled with his bright and shiny moments.

Maybe Fenix had looked like this when he was throwing a tantrum before, but back then, Fenix was a cat, and Lion hadn’t noticed his cat was upset.

Lion found it interesting.

"Fight?"

"No."

Fenix muttered softly.

Just feeling uncomfortable.

Our boss is such a good person, radiant and great.

But in the trio’s eyes, his image spun 360 degrees and headed in a strange direction.

Fenix had never thought about viewing Lion from such a peculiar angle.

But if he thought about it, it was partly his fault.

Fenix thought, if he could explain his awakening directly to the trio, they wouldn’t have jumped to such conclusions.

In the end, it was still Fenix’s fault.

Fenix took off his hat, grumbling inwardly, and changed the subject: "Boss, what was the evaluation bonus you gave me?"

It was just a pretext to give more money.

Lion, without batting an eye: "It’s the evaluation bonus I personally gave you for passing the probation period."

"Uh-huh!"

Fenix had learned not to argue with Lion about money.

In the end, he would never win.

Fenix rubbed his flat belly, kicked his feet, and transformed back into a cat, kicking the clothes aside, and turned to dive into the backseat to rummage through the snack box.

During dinner, Lion observed Fenix; the kid barely ate anything.

The kitten probably restrained himself to avoid worrying his friends by eating poorly.

"Hungry?"

"Mew."

Fenix responded, carrying a bag of dried fish back to the front seat and placing it next to Lion.

Lion ordered the robots at the manor to prepare cat food and then opened the dried fish.

Among these cat snacks, Fenix had a particular preference for dried fish.

If Lion didn’t randomly grab other snacks and let Fenix choose, he would undoubtedly pick the dried fish.

Probably still remembering the grudge of the dried fish chipping his tooth.

Lion broke the dried fish into halves, tore them into strips, and fed the cat.

After finishing half the bag of dried fish, Fenix saw Lion about to put away the snacks and stop feeding, so he quickly stretched out his paws to hold onto his boss’s hand.

"Meow!"

Hungry! Don’t stop!

A few pieces of dried fish were just enough to pad his stomach, but he had expended so much energy that afternoon!

Lion gently pressed the kitten’s belly.

"There’s food when we get home."

Fenix ignored him, wrapping his tail around Lion’s hand, meowing pitifully.

Lion pursed his lips slightly, looking down at Fenix.

The car lights were dim, and the kitten’s eyes were round and pitiful, meowing softly, like warm little paw pads pressing directly on his heart.

"..."

Lion was silent for a moment, looked away, and reopened the dried fish bag.

Fenix released Lion’s wrist and continued munching on the dried fish.

By the time Lion carried the cat back to the manor, the kitten had eaten until his belly was round and didn’t even glance at the prepared cat food, heading straight for the bathroom.

This was probably the biggest benefit of mastering free transformation.

Fenix soaked in the bathtub, flipping through his notes, first sending a message to his parents that he had found an internship, then his gaze slowly fell on the item "Fix the pocket of the boss’s suit."

The small warehouse of Sunnyfields Manor contained many items that weren’t often used but were essential.

Among them were sewing materials and tools.

Fenix put on his pajamas and felt his overly long tail.

In his awakened form, this tail was twice the length of his body, and even in human form, it was still a bit long, making movement inconvenient.

Fenix tried to rub and press to make the tail disappear, but it seemed to have a mind of its own.

Perhaps it had been cooped up all day and insisted on coming out to stretch at night. Fenix couldn’t push it back in, so he had no choice but to wrap it around his waist again and ran to the small warehouse.

He picked and chose, carrying a bunch of things out of the small warehouse, then went upstairs and brought down Lion’s suit jacket.

Fenix sat next to the cat tree, seriously studying the jacket.

The suit pocket was inside the lining. Fenix found that not only had he broken the pocket with a kick but also a part of the lining.

To mend it, he would have to open the lining first.

Fenix remembered the suit he had rented for an event before, which had no lining.

Just a layer of fabric, even the pockets were fake.

No wonder it was a master’s handmade piece, meticulous.

Fenix put the jacket aside, rummaging through the bag for scraps of fabric, a sewing kit, and a seam ripper...

He opened the sewing tutorial, took out a spool of thread, and as he pulled out the thread, he subconsciously bit it with his teeth.

After Lion finished showering, he thought about whether to carry Fenix out to sleep tonight or just carry him to his room or go to Fenix’s room.

Or perhaps, he needed to find a way to make Fenix sleep with him every day.

—While contemplating this serious issue, Lion walked out of the bathroom.

Then he stopped, raising his eyes to see a pile of pajamas crumpled next to the cat tree.

Next to the pajamas lay overturned sewing kits, a few scissors, and fabric torn into strips.

It was a scene that could be titled “The Destruction of the House.”

Lion’s gaze shifted and saw his cat.

Wrapped in a heap of colorful threads, chasing rolling thread circles and jumping around.

Fenix, seeing the sudden appearance of a figure, was stunned for half a second, and his feet stopped. Unexpectedly, he stepped on a thread circle, sliding down and rolling with the circle into the bottom hole of the cat tree.

Lion: "..."

How could he be...

Lion took a deep breath.

Forget it.

A cat he raised himself, foolish or not, it’s not like he could throw it away.