A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

It was noon, the scorching sun was shining directly on the earth, and most people hid in cool houses. There were fewer pedestrians on the street and it became quiet.

In an inconspicuous shop at the end of the street, the only clerk went to have lunch, and the young female shopkeeper was sitting behind the cashier, taking advantage of her free time to settle the shop's bills for the previous month.

Although there are almost no people in this warm-looking shop with mainly white and pink colors, there are many small animals, mainly cats and dogs, and a small number of rabbits and hamsters.

This is a pet shop. It's not big, but it's clean and tidy and makes people feel very comfortable.

Because it was noon, most of the little animals that had had a good meal had fallen asleep, and the few that were still awake were lying lazily, too lazy to call out.

So, the store is very quiet now.

After finally settling last month's bill, the young female shop owner let out a sigh of relief, picked up the cute cat's claw ceramic cup next to her and took a sip of water.

Not long after she finished her studies, her unreliable parents unceremoniously left this pet shop that was said to be a family tradition to her, and then happily went to the beach for their honeymoon.

Pooh!

They've been an old couple for twenty or thirty years, so why are they still having a honeymoon?

The female store manager, who was being force-fed dog food by her parents all the time, complained in dissatisfaction.

With no experience, she struggled for more than three months. With the help of her kind-hearted male clerk, she finally successfully took over the so-called family pet store.

...Including her, it would only be passed down to two generations. How dare you call it a family heirloom?

She couldn't help but complain like this.

Of course, she was not unwilling to take over the pet store.

She has actually been fond of small animals since she was a child, and she also majored in animal medicine. She had long been prepared to work in her own pet shop as soon as she finished her studies - but she didn't expect that her unreliable parents would actually do this and quit the shop. I couldn't help but want to complain a word or two.

In fact, she is very satisfied with her current life.

Putting down the cup, the female shopkeeper turned her head.

On the other side of the table, there is a snow-white soft nest.

Looking at her sweetheart sleeping soundly inside, she felt her heart soften.

She reached out and just wanted to touch her baby.

A small banging sound suddenly sounded, the door of the pet shop was pushed open, and a tall figure walked into the shop accompanied by the influx of heat.

He was a young man who looked quite burly at first glance, tall, with slender hands and feet, and a healthy wheat-colored complexion. He was wearing a dark shirt on his upper body, with the top two buttons unbuttoned and the collar open. The small half of his chest was exposed, and his slightly bulging and strong chest muscles could be clearly seen.

The slightly curly short golden brown hair is messy and spread out. The strong young man has his hands lazily inserted into the pockets of his trousers. The sleeves of his shirt are rolled up to his elbows. The tight muscles on his wheat-colored arms are extremely strong at first glance.

He wore sunglasses on his face, which blocked the lower half of his face. He couldn't see his appearance clearly, but could only see the strong outlines of the man's face.

For such a tall, muscular man with sunglasses and a strong aura to stop in a cute pet shop filled with kittens, puppies, and rabbits, it seemed out of place.

Moreover, after he came in, he stood straight like this, with a straight face and said nothing. He didn't know what he meant.

The female shopkeeper felt a little embarrassed.

This...this person couldn't be from the gang, right?

Are you here to intimidate her into paying some protection fee, or simply threaten her to transfer the store at a low price?

Although she was beating a drum in her heart, her good professionalism still made the female shopkeeper take a deep breath, try her best to show a smile, and greet her customers.

"Good afternoon, may I help you in any way?"

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Camos.

Twenty-eight years old, his external identity is the owner of a coffee club, but his secret identity is a special combatant directly affiliated with the highest organization.

Responsible for secretly solving the most dangerous emergency tasks, and often participates in foreign special operations or small-scale local wars.

The success rate of completing tasks is as high as 100%, without any failure.

His powerful combat ability is almost unmatched by anyone. His defeated generals all hate and fear him. He is a ruthless character like a king who intimidates the dark world.

He is called the ‘Lion King’ by everyone.

And this terrifying man, who is feared by countless people in the underground world, has only one purpose in coming to this small pet shop.

Buy a cute, fluffy pet.

After arguing for a long time with his extremely mysophobic subordinate on the grounds that their club needed a guardian, Camos finally got permission.

Rather than being persuaded by Camos, it is better to say that his subordinate was really impatient with his entanglement and reluctantly let go.

So, without even bothering to eat lunch, Camos finally got his wish and happily rushed to the pet shop closest to the club.

As soon as I entered the store, I looked at the room full of fluffy and soft dumplings.

Camos instantly felt that his soul had been sublimated.

The eyes under the sunglasses stared directly at the little pets lying lazily in the cage.

I want to touch... I really want to touch.

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No, hold it back, you must hold it back!

Once you buy it, you can touch it enough.

Now he is outside, and there are people beside him. He must maintain his image of a tough guy no matter what!

Although he warned himself like this in his heart, the eyes of a tough guy who is a fluff lover couldn't help but glance at the fluffy and round little pets.

Fortunately, the wide sunglasses blocked his eyes, otherwise even if he stood still with a straight face and a cold posture, the look in his eyes would be enough to completely collapse his image.

The female shopkeeper's questioning voice woke Camos up.

He coughed covertly, still looking like the aloof cool guy, and answered in a low voice.

"I want a dog, one that is fierce and can look after the house."

After all, the reason why he persuaded Shemu'er to agree to his purchase of a pet was to find someone who could look after the door.

The female shopkeeper, who was afraid that the man in sunglasses who looked like a gang boss might ask for protection money, breathed a sigh of relief and showed a gentle smile again.

"What kind of dog do you want? If you want a more ferocious dog, Pitbull, Dogo, Canary, and Rottweiler all meet your requirements, but raising this kind of fierce dog requires a relevant breeding certificate, so if If you want to buy, please show your ID first."

"Are the dogs you mentioned here? Let's take a look first."

Camos was thinking in his mind, he would buy whichever one was the fluffiest.

"Sorry, because these are aggressive dogs, they cannot be placed in the store. If you want them, you must reserve them in advance."

"Forget it, let me introduce you to one of the ones you have here."

Reservation is not possible. What if during the reservation period, his subordinate with severe mysophobia regrets having a dirty pet and regrets it?

Of course, we have to take advantage of the other party to finally relax and settle down.

"If the customer wants to look after the home, I recommend you to raise a German Shepherd or a Doberman Pinscher. Both of these are natural guard dogs, and they are very smart, brave, and have strong fighting ability. As long as they are properly trained, With it at home, you can rest assured.”

The female shopkeeper said with a smile while guiding Camos to one side.

In the big cage over there, there were two young German shepherds lying on their backs. When they heard the footsteps of the female shop owner approaching, they subconsciously turned their heads to look over.

The female shopkeeper walked to the big cage and as soon as she bent down, the puppies that had been lying obediently in the cage suddenly jumped up and gave a sharp bark. They were obviously very frightened and they all backed away desperately.

Their entire bodies were pressed tightly against the backmost wall, clinging to them and refusing to move, trembling and whimpering pitifully.

It looked like he had encountered something very terrifying.

The female shopkeeper who was about to reach out to pick up a small German Shepherd was stunned for a moment.

She was a little agitated. She was bragging about herself just now, but she was slapped in the face.

"Or, look here, I also have a Doberman Pinscher here."

She quickly directed the guests to the other side.

"That is also a very brave guard dog..."

Before she finished speaking, the Doberman pinscher she approached was also shrinking back desperately, panicking.

The female shopkeeper was shocked to find that not only the Doberman in the cage in front of her, but the cats and dogs in the cages on both sides also looked frightened, and they all wanted to stay as far away from her as possible.

At this time, the entire pet shop was extremely quiet.

It wasn't the leisurely silence just now. At that time, the little pets snoring could still be heard.

The silence now is so depressing that it makes one's heart tremble.

All the little animals woke up at some point and stepped back one after another, looking in the direction of the female shopkeeper with frightened eyes, as if they had seen the terrifying big devil.

The hamsters lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

The little rabbits huddled together and shivered.

The cats, who were originally comfortable and lazy, bowed to the ground one by one, and their fur exploded.

And those puppies who love barking the most don't even dare to snort now, and they shrink back one by one with their tails between their legs. The most timid one is the husky on the left, with his tail between his legs and his head held in both paws. On the ground.

What type of situation is this?

The female shopkeeper was a little confused.

She had never seen such a strange situation in her life, and she couldn't react for a while.

Standing behind the confused female shopkeeper, Camos touched his nose uncomfortably.

All right.

He is the scary big devil in the eyes of small animals.

He doesn't know why, but he has always been fond of cute and fluffy animals. But those little guys just don't like him and are scared to death of him. They just want to stay as far away from him as possible.

He can guarantee that if these pets were not locked in cages, they would have started to flee.

The small pet shop was silent for a moment, so quiet that it was eerily quiet.

The female shopkeeper was still confused.

Kamos, who was unable to advance or retreat, was awkwardly thinking about whether to give up.

After all, with the fear of small animals towards him, even if you buy it, you will probably run away from him before you take it home. And if the pet is scared to death of him, there is no point in keeping it.

Right now.

"Meow~~"

Jiaojiao's soft voice suddenly sounded in this quiet shop.

The sound was like the sweetest taste permeating the internal organs, making all the bones in the body feel brittle in an instant.

The female shopkeeper, who was confused a second ago, immediately put the strange situation in front of her behind her mind, turned around, and rushed to the cashier table.

Kamos looked over subconsciously.

On one side of the cash register table, there is a soft nest.

A white, fluffy dumpling was nestled inside.

Because it has been quietly huddled in the nest, motionless, and the snow-white hair all over its body is the same color as the nest, so at a glance, you can't really see a little white fur ball sleeping in it.

Now, the little white hair ball has obviously woken up.

It moved, and the fluffy snow fur all over its body trembled.

The little head slowly raised.

Then, it raised a small paw and stretched out its pink tongue to lick it.

Lying in the soft nest was a snow-white kitten.

Because it is nestled, it looks like a round ball. At first glance, it looks like a ball of snow.

"Baby, are you awake? Are you hungry? Or thirsty? Do you want some water?"

As soon as she saw her sweetheart waking up, the female shopkeeper even forgot about her customers and only focused on asking her sweethearts who were surrounding her.

Even the tone of his words was extremely gentle, for fear of scaring her heart if she got older.

Two months ago, the purebred Persian female cat sent to her shop for breeding came back and gave birth to four kittens.

Over the past month, the female cat and other kittens have been bought one after another.

She originally planned to sell them all, but one of the kittens was so cute - she had actually seen a lot of purebred cats, but she had never seen one so cute.

Because I really liked it, I couldn’t bear to sell it, so I decided to keep it myself.

After slowly licking his little paws, the kitten turned his head and looked at the female shopkeeper.

On the snow-white face, there is a pair of golden jewel-like pupils.

The clear golden gem reflects the sunlight and reflects magnificent light.

It was indeed a little thirsty after sleeping all morning, so it purred softly at the female shopkeeper.

That means it's thirsty.

Seeing the little kitten raise its snow-white head, looking at her with its big clear eyes, and giving herself a little meow, the female shopkeeper felt as if her heart was about to melt.

"Be good, little prince~~ Mom will prepare milk powder for you~~ Just wait here obediently~~"

Persian cats are known as the prince of cats.

In addition, this kitten gives people an extremely noble feeling at first glance.

So the female shopkeeper simply called it ‘Little Prince’.

She touched the kitten's head lovingly.

The kitten looked like a round ball, but that was because of its long fur. When the female shopkeeper touched it, the entire fluffy fur sank in, softly wrapping the female shopkeeper's hand.

The excellent touch made the female shopkeeper couldn't put it down and masturbated twice more, and then reluctantly went to get the milk.

The female shopkeeper, who only cares about her little prince, has completely forgotten that there is a strange customer in the shop.

She forgot about the presence of the guest, but the kitten, who had just woken up and was in good spirits, noticed it.

After all, with such a big man standing straight in front of him, it was impossible not to notice him.

The two little front paws were raised and lying on the edge of the soft cat nest. The little milk cat poked its head out of the soft nest.

The bright golden eyes were round and looked at Kamos standing in front of him with a little curiosity.

Camos froze in place, not daring to move.

He felt terribly nervous.

Even when he was in deep danger abroad and faced off against more than a dozen special operations personnel from another country, he was not as nervous as he is now.

He didn't dare to move, for fear that if he did, he would scare away the cute little kitten in front of him.

Just like those little animals still huddled in the corners of the cage.

This little white cat was so cute, he fell in love with it at first sight.

If the kitten ran away for fear of him like other small animals, Camos felt that he would be very shocked.

He just stood there stiffly, feeling like he didn't know where to put his arms and legs, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

His eyes were open behind his sunglasses, nervously looking at the kitten that was looking at him.

The little cat stared at him, his shadow reflected in its clear eyes like golden gems.

Not only did he not show any fear, but he seemed to be very interested and curious about him.

It just lay on the edge of the cat's nest and stared at him for a while.

Suddenly, the snow-white little head tilted.

"Meow~?"

The little cat tilted its little head and made a soft and waxy little milky sound at him.

A trembling spirit rushed straight down from the Tianling Cap, piercing through the entire spine and making it feel numb.

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…………Camos thought he was dead.

Really dead.

He died very peacefully.

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"Guest, I'm sorry, please wait a moment until I finish feeding you."

The female shopkeeper who happily walked over with the brewed goat's milk finally realized that there were customers in her shop, and quickly apologized to Camos while sending the goat's milk on the plate.

Seeing the cute little kitten slowly jumping out of the cat's nest, sticking out its pink tongue and licking the goat's milk, she couldn't help but smile and roll her eyes.

Just then, a dark shadow pressed over and enveloped her.

The female shopkeeper turned her head and found that the customer was approaching.

Remembering that she had left the guest alone for a long time, she quickly showed an apologetic smile and apologized to him.

"I'm sorry, guest, I will take you to see that Du..."

"How much?"

"ah?"

Seeing this customer pointing at her little Persian cat that was still drinking goat's milk slowly and elegantly, the female shopkeeper quickly shook her head.

"Sorry, guest, this kitten is not for sale..."

"How much?"

"Really, really not for sale..."

Seeing the other party's tall body approaching, a strong sense of oppression made the female shopkeeper stutter.

"I bought it."

A wad of bills clattered onto the cashier table.

"No, kittens are not for sale..."

"Um?"

The feeling of oppression radiating from the man's body instantly became heavier.

"…………"

qaq

Super scary.

Is he really still a gangster?

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Under the dual oppression of money and fear, the female shopkeeper had no choice but to succumb, almost with tears in her eyes as she watched the terrible gangster customer happily and carefully holding her little baby away.

The author has something to say: Camos: What image of a tough guy do you want? I want Fluffy!