Allergic To Furry Things But Can Pet Them Mentally – CH114

Chapter 114

Not only was Tang Rong stunned, Shen Muhan on the other end of the wrist-computer was stunned too.

A distance of 99 meters meant that if they ran, they could see each other in less than a minute.

On an open, level road, the little snow leopard could dash 99 meters in just a few seconds.

Xiao Rong’s new home was very close to his!

Shen Muhan immediately rushed to the window. Sure enough, he saw the window of the neighboring house open not far away, and a familiar small figure appeared behind it.

When they had moved here, he had wondered why they were not simply living in the palace.

The reason his parents had given was—

The palace frequently hosted guests from other planets, even higher lifeforms that were not human, and entering or leaving required strict security checks.

This high-end residential area affiliated with the palace was much more relaxed and comfortable by comparison. Everyone who could live here had gone through rigorous screening—they were either attached to the imperial family, trusted by the imperial family, of imperial blood, retired soldiers with first-class merit, or active military academy professors… Every day, a dedicated school shuttle also came personally to pick up and drop off the children here, and taking the school shuttle was better than taking a private car when it came to training a child’s independence.

It was also very close to the palace, so once his parents finished their official duties, they could quickly return to spend time with him.

So there was another reason after all—for him to continue being neighbors with Xiao Rong!

“Xiao Rong!” Shen Muhan immediately called out from afar.

Tang Rong blinked, lifted both hands, and shaped them like a little trumpet. Just as excitedly, he called back, “Xiao Han-brother!”

The adults downstairs, who were still tidying up, naturally heard them, and all smiled knowingly.

So they had finally discovered it.

Not long after, the two children both ran downstairs and met each other below, excitedly clasping hands.

They had only been apart for three days, yet it felt like three years.

Though the arrangement of living together had ended, a new neighborly relationship had begun.

It felt wonderfully fresh.

That evening, after the two children had each gone back to their own home, they lay in bed and video-called each other through their wrist-computers.

“Xiao Rong, I can’t fall asleep alone. I want to sleep with you,” Shen Muhan said.

“I want to hug the little snow leopard to sleep too,” Tang Rong said.

“Wait for me.” After saying that, Shen Muhan directly hung up the video call.

Not long after, Tang Rong heard a sound like an alarm from downstairs, along with the sounds of his father, mother, and Butler Uncle going downstairs to check.

Tang Rong immediately got out of bed, slipped into his slippers, and hurried downstairs to see what was going on.

There in the courtyard, the little snow leopard was trapped in a net, curled up innocently and pitifully inside it, both front paws raised and its adorable paw pads on display.

“Meowu.”

The moment it met Tang Rong’s eyes, the little snow leopard trapped in the net let out a soft, innocent cry.

Several adults looked both amused and helpless as they quickly rescued Their Honorable Little Crown Prince from the net.

Those security measures had been set up to guard against bad people—they had not expected them to stop the Crown Prince’s spirit form instead.

The moment it got out of the net, the little snow leopard leapt straight into Tang Rong’s arms, whining pitifully in grievance. Tang Rong quickly began stroking its fur.

After its paws were cleaned, Tang Rong happily carried the little snow leopard back to his room.

The little snow leopard held its tail high and quickly patrolled this new room, leaving its scent everywhere and planning out suitable places for its little nest, yarn ball, and other belongings.

Once it had finished its inspection, it jumped directly onto the big bed and burrowed into Tang Rong’s arms.

A spirit body in its juvenile state would not grow with age, but seven-year-old Tang Rong had grown much more than he had at four, and his embrace was even more comfortable now. The little snow leopard could roll around in it to its heart’s content.

Once the lights were turned off, its tail skillfully curled around the slender, fair wrist, and for the first time in these three days, the two children finally got a truly good night’s sleep.

A dreamless night.

…

Because of the incident of the little crown prince getting trapped in the net, the Tang family entered his identity into their system as well, so the villa’s security system would no longer stop him.

However, they still did not support him doing something like last night again—secretly climbing over the wall into the villa after dark.

They knew he was skilled, but he was still the noble crown prince after all, and sneaking over walls in the middle of the night really did a number on his dignity.

Shen Muhan obediently agreed.

And yet over the next ten-plus years, a certain snow leopard did it more than a few times.

…

Before long, with Tang Rong’s seventh birthday, first grade officially began and elementary school started.

As expected, Tang Rong and Shen Muhan ended up in the same class and even became deskmates.

Every day, the school shuttle would come right to their door to pick them up and drop them off.

Sometimes Tang Rong woke up late and would bring breakfast onto the school shuttle to eat there. Gradually, Shen Muhan also started deliberately waking up a little later, just so he could share breakfast with Tang Rong on the shuttle.

Unlike the small-class teaching style in kindergarten, their elementary school class had more than thirty students and was very lively.

But all of them were unfamiliar faces. The children from their kindergarten class had all gone to the elementary schools closest to their own homes, so none of them were with Tang Rong and Shen Muhan.

Tang Rong was good with people and quickly made many new friends.

Shen Muhan was only mildly interested in making friends. He believed that if people truly clicked, they would naturally end up playing together, even if at first they had not gotten along that well—like a certain lop-eared rabbit, for example.

Still, he always believed in the rule of “Xiao Rong’s friends are my friends,” so he got along with them all just fine.

And because of those three years of friendship, no one could easily wedge themselves into their relationship, so Shen Muhan felt fairly secure.

Besides, compared to the other elementary school children, Shen Muhan had one unique advantage—he could not only turn into a little snow leopard and be held and petted by Xiao Rong, he could also turn into a big snow leopard and carry Xiao Rong around for rides.

Besides him, the earliest recorded case of someone being able to freely switch between two spirit body forms was Tang Rong’s eldest brother, Tang Yao, at age twelve.

Twelve was the age of middle school.

So throughout all six years of elementary school, no peer could shake Shen Muhan’s position.

The sudden crisis came in the first year of middle school.

Not because another young genius appeared who could stably switch between two spirit body forms at twelve—but because Shen Muhan’s little sister was born.

It started back in elementary school, when Han Zhi and Shen Chuanqiong had once sat down with Shen Muhan to discuss having a second child.

With Tang Rong’s companionship and soothing presence, Shen Muhan’s spirit power had already completely stabilized, and he was growing up very well day by day. Because of what he had experienced in early childhood, he was more reassuring and more independent than most children his age, and he did not like adults interfering too much in his own affairs.

Thinking back to that offhand plan for a second child they had once mentioned, the two of them called Shen Muhan over to chat.

Who would have thought that as soon as Shen Muhan heard the plan, he raised both hands in enthusiastic support, tossed out, “I’m going to do homework with Xiao Rong, I’m sleeping at his place tonight,” and ran off in a hurry.

At the time, Shen Muhan had thought that once his parents had a younger brother or sister, they would not keep such a close eye on him anymore, and he would have more excuses to stay overnight at Xiao Rong’s.

If he had been able to predict that this younger sister would divide Xiao Rong’s affection, he would definitely have turned back into his little snow leopard form on the spot and opposed the second child plan with all four paws.

His little sister was born not long after the start of first-year middle school.

Before she was born, Tang Rong had often gone over next door to Shen Muhan’s house to visit Auntie Han Zhi.

In his mind, a pregnant woman was someone especially fragile and especially deserving of care. His own mother had had an accident while pregnant with him, and if not for the system binding to him when he was four, he would never have seen her again.

Now that Auntie Han Zhi was carrying a baby, and he was the one with the strongest healing gift in the star system, he had to go often and keep her company.

Sometimes he would stay so late without realizing it that Shen Muhan would simply have him stay the night, using the following method—he would directly turn into the little snow leopard and cling to Tang Rong’s arms, forcing him to carry him upstairs and wash up and go to bed together.

On the day the baby sister was born, the two of them went straight to the hospital right after school.

On the way there, Shen Muhan happily said that it was a little sister, and her name was Shen Yanmiao.

Tang Rong had also already received a message from his mother, who was accompanying them at the hospital. Once he learned it was a little sister, he was even happier than Shen Muhan.

The reason was simple—finally, someone would call him “brother.”

All these years, he had always been the youngest child in the family. No one wanted to hear someone call them “brother” more than he did.

A newborn baby was wrinkly, but so tiny that she was still cute.

Still, neither of them really dared touch such a newly born infant. She just seemed too fragile, and they were afraid they might accidentally break her.

A few days later, once the little one had fully adapted to the world, she lay wrapped in swaddling cloth, docile and rarely crying.

Tang Rong finally gathered the courage to carefully take her and hold her in his arms.

Because he had rich experience from carrying babies when he was younger and from carrying the little snow leopard, Tang Rong was actually very good at holding infants.

The little one liked him very much. The moment he held her, she would giggle, and more than once she fell asleep right in his arms while he held her.

Because of that, Tang Rong liked holding her even more.

Every day after school and after finishing homework, he would go hold her. On weekends too, he would always go over and hold her, and from time to time he would even personally feed her milk from a little bottle.

Han Zhi could not help joking, “Xiao Rong takes even better care of her than I do as her mother.”

Tang Rong smiled shyly.

For the sake of hearing that one “brother,” of course he had to work hard.

Completely out of place with this warm scene was Shen Muhan, standing outside the frame with his lips pressed tight. His school jacket hung loosely over him, and one shoulder carried a schoolbag.

One schoolbag was his, the other Tang Rong’s.

After entering middle school, there were many more classes, and the books and homework in their bags were much heavier. Afraid that Tang Rong’s arms would get sore from holding the baby, Shen Muhan always took the initiative to carry the schoolbags for him.

After all, he was strong, and this bit of weight was almost negligible to him. Tang Rong knew it would not tire him out, so he did not stand on ceremony with him at all and accepted his care very naturally.

At twelve, the young boy had already grown much taller, and his features were gradually maturing. Just like in childhood, he was every inch the cool little guy.

But beneath that cool exterior was still an extremely possessive and very clingy little snow leopard.

Ever since his little sister was born, Xiao Rong had revolved around her nonstop. He paid more attention to her than Shen Muhan, her actual older brother, did. Three out of every four topics between them were about the baby sister. The first thing they did after school every day was also go see the baby sister…

To be fair, he liked his little sister too. Sometimes he even turned back into the little snow leopard and used his tail to amuse her.

But he could not accept being neglected by Xiao Rong, and he could not accept his place in Xiao Rong’s heart being shaken.

That day was Friday. There was no school on Saturday or Sunday, so homework was not urgent. Tang Rong spent a little extra time holding the baby, fed her a little milk from a bottle, and after soothing her to sleep, carefully laid her into the crib beside Auntie Han Zhi before finally leaving.

The moment he turned around, Shen Muhan—who had just been standing behind him—was nowhere to be seen.

Tang Rong immediately went to Shen Muhan’s bedroom to look for him.

There he found Shen Muhan already transformed into the little snow leopard, sitting upright on a neat little blanket, with a bottle of prepared milk by his paw.

“Meowu.”

The little snow leopard gazed at him with bright, focused eyes.

If he liked taking care of babies that much…then it could be a baby too.

Allergic To Furry Things But Can Pet Them Mentally