Tiga returns to take a leisurely look at human affairs

In this way, from the breakfast stall under the awning to the fast food restaurant in the new house, a shop opened by Kirialodians has unknowingly taken root in the streets of human life.

In the late summer and early autumn, one evening at dusk, a young man with sunglasses on his forehead and broken hair, wearing loose casual short-sleeved shorts with colorful coconut trees painted on them, and carrying a large parasol in one hand, walked through the street.

The alloy-frame parasol was about three meters long, but in the young man's hands, it was as easy as holding a small branch.

People on the street thought it was strange.

But when they saw the young man standing outside the Kiri Weird Fast Food Restaurant and being invited in as if he was familiar with the owner, no one continued to pay attention.

After all, he is a friend of the weirdo fast food clerks in Kiri. He is stronger, can fight a little, and behaves weirdly, so there is nothing strange about him.

Opposite the fast food restaurant, behind the cement telephone pole at the entrance of the teahouse, a tiger-striped kitten poked its head out.

It narrowed its golden eyes and stared directly at the young man who walked into the fast food restaurant. The cat's claws dug hard on the telephone pole, leaving a faint scratch mark.

The teahouse owner stretched out his hand to drive the kitten away, but was scratched instead.

When he came out again with the broom, the tiger-striped kitten had disappeared.

It had moved across the street.

The soft body squeezed through the narrow gap that was nearly a hand wide between rooms and walls, and went all the way around to the outside of the backyard wall of Kiri's weird fast food restaurant.

He raised his head and arched his back slightly to gather strength. With a whoosh, the kitten had already jumped onto the three-meter-high courtyard wall, grabbing the eaves of the wall with a pair of front paws.

The kitten looked very vigilant, as if it was specifically trying to avoid being noticed. It hid its body behind the wall, only half of its head was exposed, and a pair of golden eyes swept across the windows in the courtyard one by one.

Until I found him, a young man in casual clothes, holding a notebook and writing and drawing at the table.

The tiger-striped kitten's tail swung irritably and swept the wall. It also let out a low purring sound from its throat that only cats can make when they are angry.

Maotong, full of resentment, stared at the man, then shifted his attention to the notebook in the man's hand.

As his big eyes rolled, the kitten seemed to have thought of something.

Although the posture hanging on the wall is not elegant, its kitty face still shows a very human expression, as if it has a plan in mind and is confident.

Perhaps because he was too focused before, the tiger-striped kitten didn't notice until now that two small sparrows had landed on the wall.

And it was one on the left and one on the right, tightly sandwiching itself in the middle.

Do sparrows dare to mess with cats? joke!

The tiger-striped kitten didn't seem to want to expose itself, so it just continued to scratch the edge of the wall with its front paws, bared its teeth, and purred fiercely, expressing a threat.

But it miscalculated. Not only were the two little sparrows not afraid, but they cooperated with each other and pecked the kitten's paw hard at the same time.

The cat was in pain and was about to raise a front paw to fight back, but unexpectedly, there was a third sparrow hiding under the wall on the inside of the yard.

The little sparrow suddenly jumped out, flapped its wings, and hit the cat hard on the head.

"Meow wow-!"

The tiger-striped kitten, which was originally supported by one paw, could no longer hold on. After a miserable meow with panic, it fell on its back into the green belt outside the courtyard wall.

The low green bushes trembled for a while, then stopped moving.

Three sparrows were jumping around, poking their heads on the wall. After watching for a while, perhaps feeling that the uninvited guest had escaped, the little sparrows began to chirp, as if to declare their victory.

However, their triumph did not last long.

Catching the moment when the little sparrows were carelessly underestimating their enemy, the tiger-striped kitten that had been dormant in the bushes flew up and swatted away one of the sparrows with a wave of its claws. Then, before the other two could react, The second scratch came out again.

This claw was quite powerful, and even showed a few inches of sharp cat claws.

Of the two sparrows that were attacked, one was more agile and flew away with fluttering wings.

The other one slowed down for a moment, was hit by a claw, rolled over and fell to the lawn in the courtyard.

The last little sparrow that managed to escape the cat's paw seemed to want to fight back at first.

But when he saw the tiger-striped kitten standing firmly on the wall with four paws, its back arched, and ready to jump and bite, it suddenly trembled, turned around and flew out of sight.

Great battle victory!

The tiger-striped kitten proudly stood up its ears, raised its head, and shook off the shrub leaves and a few sparrow feathers hanging on its body.

Majestic, like a little lion that has just won a battle.

But then he seemed to recall something. The little cat shrank, and the hair all over his body exploded. He turned his head stiffly and looked at the room where the young man was.

There was no one in the room, but the notebook that had been in his hand was still placed on the table by the window.

The kitten let out a sigh of relief, and after once again showing quite human characteristics, it narrowed its golden cat eyes again.

It seems that it has not been discovered yet...

The kitten stepped lightly, its limbs slightly bent, almost with its belly pressed against the wall, and moved a certain distance on the top of the courtyard wall in the direction of the target window.

Close...

The tiger-striped cat had experience this time and first lowered his head and looked into the courtyard.

There are no other sparrows hiding. There are only a few brooms placed against the wall, as well as some waste paper shells and other debris.

The kitten arched up and visually tested the possibility of jumping from the wall directly to the target window edge.

No, the distance is a bit far, and you will fall from mid-air...

Lowering his body again, the kitten stepped on the wall a few steps, jumped from the top of the wall, and landed perfectly!

Before the kitten could raise its head proudly, it suddenly heard two other meows, one relatively sharp and the other deeper, but both had a hint of hostility.

The tiger-striped kitten took a closer look and saw a thin adult tabby cat emerging from under the cardboard box, while another larger orange cat, almost twice as big as it, walked out from around the corner of the house.

Two cats, one on the left and one on the right, blocked the tiger-striped kitten in the alley space between the house and the courtyard wall.

Oops, it's a trap!

Thin Lihua moved forward, compressing the space of the tiger-striped kitten little by little, while still turning its head cautiously. It seemed that in addition to hostility, it was also a little curious about the tiger-striped kitten that broke into the yard.

But Daju was different. He looked at the small body of the tiger-striped cat and shook his head, as if he was confident of winning.

Faced with two big cats that were larger than him, and even one big cat that was far larger than him.

The tiger-striped kitten showed no fear at all.

Its long black and yellow tail was bent into a hill-like shape, it sharpened its claws, and directly directed towards the obviously stronger big orange cat, it meowed provocatively.