Yuzawa walked to the front desk and showed a gentleman's smile: "Miss Euphemia, good morning."
Euphemia smiled: "Good morning, cute little kitten."
Josh meowed.
Yuze: "..."
He maintained a good demeanor and an appropriate smile: "I want to read the history of the hospital to my cat...the owner. Is there any relevant information that I can borrow a copy of?"
Euphemia yawned: "You mean the "Hospital Introduction Handbook", right? Sorry, the last one was just borrowed by Chef Li in the cafeteria. Go and ask him for it."
Yuze smiled slightly: "Okay, excuse me."
Two people and one cat walked towards the canteen.
Euphemia looked at their backs, a twisted cruelty flashing across her eyes.
There are already many players in the cafeteria.
Screams continued to come from the cafeteria.
Many players were so frightened that they rolled and crawled out of the canteen.
Josh looked at these people curiously, a dark color flashing under his eyes.
It seems that this canteen is not simple.
As soon as they walked into the cafeteria, a cold air hit their faces, mixed with some kind of rust and the smell of freshly mopped water in the toilet.
Josh was looking around when she suddenly felt a lightness in her body, her teammates disappeared, and she fell from the air.
Luckily kittens are light.
She instinctively landed on all fours and landed steadily.
"Oh, look, what a cute little kitten~"
A man's rich voice came from behind.
She quickly turned her head and saw that the lights in the entire cafeteria suddenly went out quickly.
The surrounding scene instantly began to pull and flutter like water ripples.
A black figure came out of the corner.
You can vaguely see that he is a chef, wearing a chef's hat on his head, with a big belly, wearing white clothes, an apron on the front, and holding a kitchen knife in his hand.
As the chef got closer, the ripples in the surrounding water became more and more obvious.
Josh looked at him warily.
The chef seemed to feel her nervousness and laughed out loud: "Don't be afraid, little one, come here, I will take you out. This is a dangerous place, and kittens should not come here."
Josh instinctively felt that something was wrong. She stepped back, and the space behind her that was supposed to be empty suddenly hit a wall.
She was in the cafeteria just now, but she didn't know when she got close to the innermost corner of the cafeteria.
The chef quickly squatted down and threw away the knife in his hand, "Little guy, you can't go back anymore. Come here quickly, I will take you out."
"Only a fool would believe you! You look so vicious!" Josh meowed and wanted to run away.
The chef laughed: "You little kitty, why do you still judge people by their appearance? Come here quickly, it will be too late when someone comes!"
Josh looked at him in surprise. He could actually understand the cat talking?
She asked tentatively: "Can you understand me?"
The chef smiled kindly: "Of course, otherwise why would I work in a cat hospital?"
Josh became more and more vigilant: "Then I don't believe you either, you specialize in killing cats!"
She wanted to run aside.
The chef's hands suddenly framed her sides, and his arms flowed down like liquid, blocking her way.
Josh felt bad, but when he raised his head, he suddenly met a pair of ferocious cat eyes very close to him.
The chef's head lowered in an extremely twisted posture, and his face was in front of her. His black eyes were squeezed to the side, revealing a pair of vertical cat eyes.
A weird smile appeared on the chef's face, and his voice rippled like water ripples: "Tell me, how did you find out that I can kill cats?"
Josh stepped back calmly.
The smile on the chef's face grew wider and wider, and the corners of his mouth were like sharp sickles, gradually stabbing behind the ears. His nose and face were severely stretched due to the curvature of the corners of his mouth.
Josh looked at him expressionlessly: "Because you have a bad face. From your face, I can not only see that you specialize in killing cats, but I can also see that you have been rejected by your parents since you were born, and you have been ignored by those around you." People are annoying. You have a pessimistic personality and like to sigh. The more you act like this, the more no one will like you."
Chef: "..." I was suddenly personally attacked.
Barrage: [What the hell kind of god expansion is this? 】
[What nonsense is she talking about? 】
【What is a face? Why does it sound familiar to me? 】
[I have read similar novels before. It seems to be a fraud technique used by Blue Star in very ancient times? 】
【I was left speechless. 】
Josh continued: "When you were seven years old, you had an argument with your grandma because she abused you too much. You accidentally pushed her down the stairs and fell to her death."
The chef's body froze, and his pupils, which were squeezed to the side, dilated infinitely, almost squeezing the cat's eyes in.
There was a hollow sound all around, like the sound of wind blowing in from the cafeteria flowing like water waves, or like the sound of wind blowing through a deep valley tunnel.
Mixed with some indistinct high-pitched screams, it was unclear whether they were animals or people crying, or both.
Beads of sweat appeared on the chef's face. He seemed to be irritated and very emotional. His voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "How do you know? Who told you?"
Barrage: [WTF? ! 】
[Are you really right? No, how did she know? 】
[A blind cat encounters a dead mouse? Can't? 】
【Pinch the horse! Things are getting interesting! 】
[Woman, you successfully caught my attention. 】
Josh suddenly calmed down: "Not only do I know this, but I also know that you lied to your family, saying that your grandma fell by herself. Since then, you have started to like to torture and kill animals, especially kittens."
The chef showed a ferocious smile: "Then do you know why I like to torture and kill cats the most?"
Josh didn't speak. Sometimes she might not be able to guess 100% of his perverted thoughts.
The chef's weird laughter rolled out of his throat, "Because, a cat's scream is the closest to a baby, especially a kitten as big as you."
The chef's hand kept retracting into the middle, and molten liquid continuously poured out of his arm. The liquid fell to the floor, making a "sizzling" corrosive sound.
He smiled ferociously: "I like to torture little kittens like you the most. Do you think it would be better for me to stab you to death with needles little by little? Or would it be better for me to burn your hair with fire?"
The more critical the moment, the calmer Josh became: "Do you want to see your grandma? She is standing behind you."
There was a moment of fear and confusion on the chef's face.
Josh knew that the bet was right and continued: "She is wearing a blue shirt, right?"
The chef's black pupils instantly dilated, replacing the cat's pupils.
Josh subconsciously took action, but when he reached out, he found that he was still a cat's paw.
She forgot that she couldn't draw spells now that her body was that of a cat.
The chef shook his head in panic: "Impossible! This is impossible! She has died long ago!"
Just as Josh was about to say something, three sharp blades suddenly pierced the illusion from the darkness.
