c7 (1/2)
What the fudge is the use if you only have sixth sense
How did it feel having a werewolf live at home?
It seemed like no big deal. There weren’t any full moon transformations or any bad ends where everyone was slaughtered under a werewolf’s fury. Even more so, no demon hunter leading over two hundred crusaders came in order to bring justice upon evil, incidentally flattening his house along with it [Diablo 3/Warcraft reference].
Hao Ren felt that this evening was almost too tranquil, it was as if nothing had happened at all. The werewolf was very compliant, she obediently paid rent without acting violently, even after transforming. Her only characteristics were being scared cats and talking excessively, as well as being somewhat G.o.dd.a.m.n irritating. Apart from that, there were no other shortcomings to speak of. Also regardless of whether she transformed or not, she always looked pretty moe, which was something he could live with.
Early in the morning on the second day, Hao Ren was jolted awake by a wet and sticky sensation.
As soon as he opened his eyes, there was a dumb fluffy black and white cat looking at him. It’s pair of yellow eyes transmitted only one message. Breakfast!
“Good morning, Roll.”
Hao Ren resisted the temptation of falling back to sleep. He yawned and stretched several times before becoming aware of his surroundings. Swinging his hands to chase the household’s second in-command onto the floor, he then dressed himself while still in a daze.
Then he suddenly remembered there was a new tenant at his house.
He also remembered that this new tenant just so happened to be an unknown life form known as werewolf.
This had made him toil around until the latter half of last night, only then was he barely able to fall asleep.
At this moment, as the drowsiness from waking up had not yet faded, he couldn’t help but scratch his head and start mumbling:
“It’s not a dream right?”
However, he finally realised that he was not dreaming, the pita pata sound of footsteps could be heard resounding from the living room. What came afterwards was that somewhat familiar bustling voice:
“Landlord! Landlord! You don’t have a TV signal here? On the advert didn’t you say that you could watch TV?”
Hao Ren sighed, and finally accepted the fact that his life had been changed forever, but he knew that he had yet to prepare himself for it.
To be honest, unless one suffered from chuuni for many years, with a sense of reality that was already encroached by fantasy, who could have made preparations for the current situation!? He fundamentally did not know how to a.s.sociate with a werewolf from here onwards, he also didn’t know what would happen the next day. As for the current situation…… any progress is better than no progress.
He pushed the door open to see Lily already sitting in the living room. What’s more, this werewolf maiden had also changed her clothes.
She wore a breezy set of camisoles and denim shorts, and truly beamed with youth and vitality. Coupled with her somewhat light brown tan, she looked like someone who was right out of a fitness program.
Upon seeing Hao Ren come out from his room, Lily immediately beckoned happily with hand gestures:
“Good morning landlord! Look the TV doesn’t even have signal, what’s up with that?”
Immediately afterwards, she once again saw the black and white cat collapsed on Hao Ren’s shoulders, it had a demeanour similar to that of royalty inspecting commoners.
She instantly somersaulted backwards to a spot behind the sofa, then gingerly poked out less than half of her head.
Staring intently at the face of the cat with eyes that had already transformed into a light gold colour, she deliberated quite a while before finally using an almost wors.h.i.+pping intonation to greet the cat while jittering:
“Roll……good morning.”
“As a werewolf, please be more reliable.”
Hao Ren silently glanced at Lily and felt that for each additional sentence exchanged with this girl, his insecurities for the future lightened slightly: just having this kind of idiot around provided incredible stress relief.
He then looked at the LCD TV which had been bought only two or three years ago, it displayed only a screen full of endless monochromatic blue:
“Problem with the TV? No signal in your room either?”
This rental apartment, which looked unpresentable, actually had a very exorbitant side to it, as every room had a TV.
This was due to the “business” boom during the last two years, which Hao Ren had let it get to his head when he bought them all. However, because he had caught a large sale, it didn’t end up costing too much.
Today, each room having its own TV was the most attractive advertis.e.m.e.nt when trying to sublet his house.
Lily nodded while carefully shuffling from behind the sofa – she was on all fours during this puppy-like movement:
“There’s no signal in my room room either. I need to watch the doc.u.mentary channel in the mornings.”
“You like watching doc.u.mentaries?”
Hao Ren casually questioned as he squished behind the TV to check for wiring problems. Lily’s voice drifted from behind:
“No, it’s because there just so happens to be a dubbed doc.u.mentary film[1] talking about prairie wolves recently, I need to grasp the whereabouts of my fellow species at any time after all~”