Chapter 177: Teasing Cats Brings Joy!
After Warfarin used every ounce of her strength until her tiny jaw finally dislocated, Steven's arm remained perfectly intact.
Besides a strawberry-like red mark left by her vigorous sucking, his skin hadn't even broken.
"Now do you believe me?" Steven shrugged as he watched her clutching her jaw, shooting him a pitiful glare.
"I… dwon't beweive it! Jusht you wait! I'll definitewy find a way to dwain your blood! This time doesn't count!"
Warfarin stubbornly refused to accept defeat, though her speech was now unclear due to her injured jaw.
Are you kidding? Such a big piece of fat meat is placed in front of her but she can't eat it. How can she accept it?
"Fine, fine, you're welcome anytime, okay? But please, just no more late-night ambushes. If someone sees you walking out like this, holding your mouth, how am I supposed to explain it?"
Steven helplessly looked at her.
If she wanted to continue trying, that was fine, but misunderstandings would be troublesome.
"What's there to explain? I'll just say you were rough with me," Warfarin replied honestly, rubbing her aching jaw.
"Oh, then I should really thank you properly, shouldn't I? I messed with you all night until your mouth got sore—is that what you'd tell others?" Steven gave her a sarcastic glance.
Although her statement was technically correct, was it really appropriate to say so casually?
"Exactly! Who told your thing to be so hard and big anyway?"
"You... Do you even realize what you're saying?"
Steven covered his face in embarrassment.
He was absolutely certain Warfarin knew exactly what she was saying.
Her mischievous grin confirmed that this was all intentional.
"Hehe. If you don't want others to find out, you'd better behave yourself. I'll come back next time and deal with you properly!"
After leaving behind a threat that couldn't really be considered threatening at all, Warfarin finally slipped out of Steven's room, sneaking away like a thief.
Steven just shook his head helplessly and laid back down on his bed, which is still infused with that strawberry-like sweetness mixed with a faint metallic hint of blood that Warfarin had left behind, and quickly falling into a deep sleep.
Whatever, sleep first and worry later!
For once, Steven woke up on time at precisely six in the morning without any further interruptions.
After washing up briefly, he headed straight to Kal'tsit's office.
Rhodes Island was currently still in Ursus territory, quite far from his next destination, Kazimierz.
He figured now was an ideal opportunity to visit Iberia.
Therefore, notifying Kal'tsit was essential.
If he suddenly disappeared without a word, she might jump to all sorts of weird conclusions.
Fortunately, Kal'tsit's movements around Rhodes Island were predictable—most of the time, she preferred staying in her office.
As expected, Steven found her right there.
The door wasn't closed, allowing Steven to easily spot Kal'tsit, who was currently resting her head on the desk.
It seemed she'd worked late into the night and had eventually fallen asleep right at her workspace.
"You are a pretty dedicated grandma, aren't you?"
Seeing Kal'tsit asleep at her desk, Steven suddenly felt the urge to play a little prank on her.
He was genuinely curious: Would teasing someone who typically wore such a stern expression be even more satisfying?
With a mischievous smirk, Steven quietly crouched down. Instantly, his presence seemed to vanish from the room, as if he'd activated some kind of stealth technique.
Moving silently toward Kal'tsit's sleeping figure, Steven quickly arrived at her side.
But before he could do anything to the peacefully breathing green-haired feline, Mon3tr suddenly emerged behind her, cautiously scanning the surroundings with vigilant eyes.
Ah, so Kal'tsit wasn't entirely defenseless after all.
Steven thoughtfully stroked his chin, observing Mon3tr's impressive crystalline body.
Honestly, it was a shame that such a loyal and cool summon had chosen to stick with someone as old-fashioned as Kal'tsit.
Shaking his head in mild regret, Steven stood up, offering Mon3tr a friendly smile and placing a finger against his lips, signaling for quiet.
Actually, he needn't have bothered; upon seeing Steven, Mon3tr immediately tensed up, quickly shrinking into a cautious ball and retreating into the corner of the office.
"Come on, you don't have to be that afraid. It's not like I'm going to eat you," Steven muttered softly to himself.
He didn't pursue Mon3tr further—there would always be another chance to tease it. But opportunities to prank Kal'tsit were truly rare.
Continuing on tiptoe, Steven approached Kal'tsit again, closely observing her delicate, sleeping face.
Honestly speaking, when she wasn't wearing a cold expression or speaking in riddles, Kal'tsit was undoubtedly an attractive and adorable young woman.
With her looks, she'd easily qualify as a celebrity in his former world. Unfortunately, whenever she was awake, she radiated none of that youthful charm. Instead, she resembled an old hag who had undergone countless plastic surgery to make her looks like a young woman.
If she could stay like this—quiet, relaxed, neither speaking riddles nor giving people judgmental stares, that would be great.
Steven leaned closer, gently poking Kal'tsit's cheek.
To his mild surprise, her skin was incredibly soft and smooth, without the artificial powdery texture of makeup—just authentic, youthful skin.
Perhaps due to her absolute trust in Mon3tr's protection, Kal'tsit didn't wake from Steven's touch.
She merely scrunched her face slightly like a kitten, adjusting herself into a more comfortable sleeping position.
Having never seen her behave this way, Steven was thoroughly entertained.
If only he had a smartphone handy, he'd definitely record this moment.
After briefly considering his options, Steven reached into his pocket (Inventory), quietly retrieving an ordinary salmon, and waved it gently beneath Kal'tsit's delicate nose.
In an instant, Kal'tsit's previously drooping ears shot upright, her eyes snapped open, revealing vertical cat-like pupils.
However, rather than clarity, her gaze appeared entirely animalistic, devoid of normal human awareness.
Kal'tsit's entire body arched instinctively, eyes wide and pupils contracted vertically like a green-eyed feline. Her gaze lacked human awareness entirely, consumed instead by an animalistic desire.
"Heh, so even someone as calculating as you has a hidden side like this," Steven chuckled, amused by the sight before him.
He'd seen something exactly like this once before, when Yelena had lost herself over a carrot.
Who could've guessed Kal'tsit—someone usually so composed and shrewd—had a similar weakness?
Kal'tsit had no idea what Steven was talking about. Right now, her mind was absent; only the alluring scent of the fish in Steven's hand occupied her thoughts.
Entirely driven by instinct, she cautiously moved closer, her gaze locked onto the fish. Steven, thoroughly entertained, continued dangling the fish just out of her reach, thoroughly enjoying the rare sight of Kal'tsit behaving this way.
Maybe this was exactly why people said teasing cats was such pure joy.
Seeing Kal'tsit, someone who is always composed and seemingly in control, desperately acting like a real cat, brought Steven immense satisfaction. He felt he could do this for hours without growing bored.
Unfortunately for him, Kal'tsit didn't grant him that luxury.
The rapid, involuntary movements gradually stirred her sleeping consciousness back to reality. Her human awareness returned slowly, but the instinctive movement of her body did not stop, making her feel at a loss for a while.
What's going on?
Why is my body moving on its own?
Where's Mon3tr?
Shouldn't it be protecting me right now?
And this grinning bastard in front of me is clearly Steven, right?—and what's with the fish in his hand?
Kal'tsit mind was full of doubts, but this did not prevent her from quickly judging the current situation.
Without a doubt, this had to be Steven's doing, using yet another bizarre item to manipulate her.
Steven couldn't help but admire her strength of will.
Yelena had lost herself entirely to carrots, yet Kal'tsit somehow managed enough awareness to direct her anger at him.
Her fierce expression only made Steven smile grow.
Satisfied with his successful prank, he playfully stored away the salmon before quickly stepping back, putting a safe distance between them. He shrugged innocently.
"Hey now, how is this my fault? I only came here to let you know that I'm heading off to Iberia. I'll be back soon, so no need to prepare dinner for me."
With a victorious grin, Steven waved cheerfully at Kal'tsit, who remained frozen, still processing what had just happened.
Before she could respond, he swiftly exited and entered a command in the chat box.
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