Chapter 45: Call Me Gege
The kitten: “Meow meow meow!”
‘—It’s me, it’s me!’
Xiang Yi: “!”
The girl, who was usually very calm and unperturbed, became starry-eyed in surprise.
Xiang Feng: “What bucket*? Bucket bag? Which brand do you want? Uncle will buy it for you!”
“Uhm, uncle, I think he’s hungry. I’ll take him and make some goat milk powder.”
Xiang Yi received the kitten from his hands, comfortably grabbing him by the nape of his neck.
Xiang Feng spat, “Hey, be careful! This cat has a temper, it almost scratched me…”
“Meow~”
The cat with the supposedly big temper nudged Xiang Yi with his head, as if he had been wronged.
Xiang Feng: “…”
Okay, it was not his first day to know that little Xiang Yi was loved by small animals.
As for him… He was probably the type that even dogs hated…
In the kitchen.
Xiang Yi’s voice was soft. “Tong Tong, how did you turn into… a cat? Didn’t you say you would turn into a tiger?”
When traversing through different worlds, Xiang Yi had a very cute and lovely System. Of course, Tong Tong refused to acknowledge the attributes of his* cuteness.
XIang Yi was its last host, and after completing the task, it would be able to obtain a body from a piece of data flow of information.
Because Xiang Yi was bored and had spoken to Tong Tong about Chinese mythology, Tong Tong became infatuated with the white tiger and was determined to become a powerful and fierce white tiger in the future.
But it didn’t know where the accident happened. He had failed to be reborn as a little white tiger cub and ended up being a white cat instead!
“Meow meow meow!”
‘—I’m furious, furious! System rebirth is way too hard.’
Xiang Yi petted his flat belly and quickly filled up a bowl with goat milk powder. “Be good. Drink some milk first, I’ll go get you some cat food.”
Tong Tong: “Ah meow meow!”
‘—I’m no cat!’
Xiang Yi stifled her laughter as she softly coaxed him. “Okay okay okay, our Tong Tong is not a small kitty, you’re a wittle tiger! I’ll make you food fit for a wittle tiger.”
Tong Tong: “Hmmph.”
That sounds better.
It was not in vain to intentionally be reborn reborn into the world this woman was in.
Xiang Yi boiled some chicken breast, egg yolks, and carrots before mincing them into easy to swallow pieces and placed them in a clean bowl.
Tong Tong was starved, and it immediately buried its head in the food, eating wildly. Even when Xiang Yi ruffled him up, he was indifferent.
Shi Sui entered the kitchen with a basket full of eggs. What he saw was a girl spoiling a cat to the point where her eyebrows were curling up.
“Senior Shi.” Xiang Yi politely greeted him. “Sorry for the trouble.”
Shi Sui gently responded, “Do the eggs go in the fridge?”
“Mhmm, the refrigerated section.”
Shi Sui placed the eggs and found that Xiang Yi’s gaze was focused on the cat; she didn’t even spare him a glance.
He licked his teeth, feeling a sudden discomfort.
“Is this the cat that Xiang Feng picked up?” Xiang Feng had mentioned it to him in the living room. “Are you planning to take care of it?”
Xiang Yi lifted her head, an innocent expression on her face. “Senior… Is that not okay?”
She was worried that Shi Sui would be allergic to cat fur or something, so only Xiang Feng could take care of him during this time.
Shi Sui’s fingertips itched to reach for his cigarettes, but he resisted the urge.
“Of course you can…” He paused for a moment, his voice heavy and hoarse. “But I have one condition.”
A bright flash of light coursed through the girl’s eyes before she returned to a sullen state.
“What’s the condition?”
Tong Tong—or the wittle tiger who had its face stuffed full—lifted its face, staring suspiciously at Shi Sui.
He felt a familiar but dangerous aura from him.
But…
Food was more important!
He opened his mouth and buried his face in the bowl again.
With a smile, Shi Sui looked at the girl sitting cross-legged on the floor. “Call me gege, yeah?”
“Huh?” Xiang Yi was dumbfounded.
“Or do you want to be like Yan Nai, and call me uncle?”
*Translator’s note: Tong Tong in Chinese is synonymous with the word for bucket
* The Chinese version of Tong Tong is actually gender neutral, using the neutral “Ta” or it/they