Allergic To Furry Things But Can Pet Them Mentally – CH4

Chapter 4

When Tang Rong woke up, he stared blankly at the cushion beneath him for a long while.

He remembered seeing this kind of cushion under the little fox before…

Tang Rong instantly jolted fully awake.

He was allergic to animals—not only did direct contact make him react, sometimes even touching things animals had been on would trigger an allergy, because they left traces behind, like stray fur.

And that little fox had so much fur, and it was so fluffy…

The system immediately spoke up: [It’s okay, Host. This cushion only looks similar to the one the little fox used before. It’s not the same one—they probably brought you a brand-new one. Look, you’ve already slept on it for so long and you still haven’t had an allergic reaction.]

Only then did Tang Rong belatedly realize that his body did not feel uncomfortable at all. His racing heartbeat finally began to slow.

Very soon, there came a knock-knock from not far away.

Only after several knocks did the door open.

It was the butler, carrying a tray.

Clearly, he had noticed through the room’s surveillance the moment the little cub woke up and had brought him food right away.

Half-sitting on the soft cushion, Tang Rong turned his head to look over. His lips moved slightly, as though he instinctively wanted to say something, but in the end, he still gave up.

Because he was nervous, the fingers resting on the cushion curled slightly.

The butler noticed the small movement, set down the tray, then raised his other hand and gently smoothed the hair that had gotten messy while Tang Rong slept.

“Are you hungry?”

Tang Rong let out a tiny Xiao Hum in response, so soft it was almost like a mosquito’s buzz.

“Would you like Uncle to eat with you?”

Tang Rong blinked, then gave another Xiao Hum.

And so, at the small dining table, one person and one cub sat facing each other and enjoyed this lavish breakfast together.

The spaceship sailed through the vast star systems, no longer affected by the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, so time had become a little blurry. Still, the room’s smart window had been programmed in advance through the optical brain with a proper 24-hour cycle—sunlight would appear in the morning, moonlight at night, and light and darkness alternated in turn, so time would not become too chaotic and disrupt the little one’s sleep and health.

Tang Rong knew how to use a spoon, but he was not very familiar with chopsticks, knives, or forks.

Back on the garbage planet, most of the food he ate was held in his hands—things like buns given to him by kind old women, or fruit that had finally ripened on the trees. Food that required tools such as spoons, chopsticks, knives, or forks was simply not something he could afford to eat.

The butler noticed this, so he only prepared a spoon for him, and all the food on the tray was the sort that could be scooped up with one.

As Tang Rong ate, he carefully observed the butler sitting across from him—or so he thought, very carefully.

Unlike the hearty spread on his own tray, butler Uncle only had a simple bowl of vegetable noodles, without even any milk.

At Tang Rong’s age, he still did not understand what identities like “young master” and “butler” meant, nor did he understand the rules and etiquette of great families. He only knew that butler Uncle had given him rich, delicious food, while eating something much worse himself.

This could not help but remind Tang Rong of his late grandmother.

When Grandma had still been alive, she had always given all the good food to him, while she herself ate poorer food—or went hungry.

Tang Rong could not hold back anymore. Gathering up his courage, he scooped a small quail egg from his own bowl into the butler’s noodle bowl across the table.

The butler froze.

Then another small meatball was scooped into his bowl, followed by diced beef, millet cake…

Only after Tang Rong had scooped a little bit of everything from his own tray into butler Uncle’s bowl did he finally seem satisfied. Holding his spoon, his eyes curved into a cute little smile, and he lowered his head to continue eating.

The butler gradually realized what was happening, and warmth flooded his heart. Even his eyes could not help turning a little sore and damp.

—The young master had seen him eating such “poor” food and had decided to share his own with him.

Such a good little cub should originally have been cherished in everyone’s palms and raised with care. Whether from his father’s background or his mother’s, either one alone would have been enough for him to swagger across the entire capital planet without fear. And yet he had been thrown away on a place like the garbage planet and left to wander for so many years, suffering so much…

The butler blinked quickly and used the motion of adjusting his glasses to hide the emotions in his eyes. By the time his hand lowered again, the expression on his face had already shifted back into a gentle smile.

“Thank you, Young Master.”

In truth, it was not that he ate badly. He simply preferred vegetarian food. Still, eating a little meat now and then was not a problem.

Under the little cub’s secretive gaze, the butler ate everything Tang Rong had added to his bowl.

When he finished, Tang Rong held out his cup of warm milk with both hands, his eyes bright with expectation, urging him silently—drink.

In the end, the butler only poured himself a symbolic little bit of milk into a small bowl before returning the cup to Tang Rong.

“I’m full now and can’t drink much more. Just tasting a little is enough.”

A child this age was in the middle of growing and urgently needed nutrition. He should be getting more dairy products, especially little Tang Rong, who had wandered the garbage planet for so many years and was clearly malnourished.

If Tang Rong insisted on sharing his food with him at every meal from now on, he would have to instruct the cook to make larger portions.

At last, the milk was finished too. Tang Rong let out a happy little burp. The butler handed him a soft baby wipe, and Tang Rong obediently took it and wiped his mouth.

Seeing that the trays had been cleared away, Tang Rong twisted his fingers together lightly and asked the butler in a small voice, “Has Xiao Hu-brother eaten yet?”

The butler answered with a smile, “Not yet. Would you like to go see him?”

Tang Rong nodded.

The butler took his hand and led him to the room where the little fox was staying.

At the moment, the little fox was sulking on the sofa and refusing to eat breakfast because it was being picky with food. Bound by chains, its triangular ears had already caught the approaching footsteps long before they arrived—one very familiar, belonging to the butler; the other light and soft, belonging to his little brother.

The instant their eyes met, all nine of its tails began wagging rapidly like a puppy’s.

But Tang Rong still abruptly stopped two or three meters away and refused to go any closer.

The butler gave a light cough and shot one of the attendants a look, then remarked in an offhand tone, “The young master has come to watch Xiao Hu eat.”

The subordinate immediately moved the tray from nearby and placed it in front of the little fox.

This time, a nutritionist who also doubled as a cook had accompanied them aboard the ship, and Tang Rong’s meals were all carefully planned and prepared by him.

As for everyone else on the ship, they either made do with nutrient solution or had a few dishes cooked and ate together. None of them were particularly fussy.

But since Third Young Master Tang Hu had suddenly appeared, naturally they could not mistreat him.

At one word from the butler, the cook had meticulously prepared Tang Hu a custom weight-loss meal.

The reason was simple—the little fox had gotten noticeably fatter. His body fat had gone over the mark somewhat. It was probably all the weight he had put on while roaming around outside, eating and drinking well every day.

The butler had watched Tang Hu grow up and knew his picky-eating habits all too well. He liked greasy, meaty food and disliked vegetables and fruit.

After all, the fox was only the form of a spirit body. In essence, he was still a human who needed balanced nutrition.

When Madam was still alive, she had always arranged healthy meals for him. After Madam passed away, every New Year when Tang Hu returned to the capital planet, his height and weight would jump. In the beginning, because he had been growing taller so quickly, his figure had still looked fairly balanced. But when he came back for New Year last year, even his face had gotten rounder by a whole circle.

This time, even though Tang Hu was only in fox form, one could still tell the fox had become solidly stuffed. Picking him up felt like lifting a heavy little stone.

And so, the butler had the cook prepare a diet meal for him.

When the little fox woke up and saw a tray full of green things, its whole world had collapsed. It picked out a bit of meat to eat, then refused to touch another bite.

It had only just been injured and was still recovering. How could they let it eat only this stuff now?

Even if it needed to lose weight… shouldn’t that wait until it had fully recovered?

So the little fox had been stubbornly sulking all the way until now.

The butler had not bothered with it. If it got hungry, it would naturally eat. If not, it could drink a little nutrient solution. It was not a six-year-old child anymore.

When the butler had led Tang Rong over, he suddenly remembered yesterday’s scene of the little fox singing for the young master. Inspiration struck, and that was how he came up with his earlier comment.

Under the gaze of the cub’s bright, watery eyes, the little fox glanced at all the green things on the tray. Its nose twitched in clear disgust, but in the end it steeled itself, picked one up in its mouth, and slowly chewed.

Ugh. It tasted like grass. So awful.

As it ate, the little fox peeked sideways at the little cub in the distance.

The little cub was staring at it without blinking and looked very happy.

It could more or less understand what that expression meant.

It followed quite a few mukbang accounts on StarBlog, and every time it watched a host eat during a livestream, it always found it incredibly satisfying.

Who would have thought that one day it would become a mukbang host in front of its little brother…

After swallowing the food in its mouth, the little fox picked up another green leaf and kept chewing.

Before long, under the little cub’s unblinking stare, every last bit of food on the tray had been swept clean.

Looking at the spotless tray, the little fox found it hard to believe that it had actually eaten that much disgusting “grass.”

Seeing this, the butler deliberately said, “Very good. You finished everything. Young Master should learn from Xiao Hu-brother too—eat properly and don’t be picky.”

Tang Rong did not really understand what being picky meant, since back on the garbage planet, having anything to eat at all was already good enough. Still, he obediently nodded. He would eat well.

The little fox proudly puffed out its little chest at once.

That was right. It was going to set a good example for its little brother.

Then the butler leisurely added, “Xiao Hu-brother can do backflips and jump rope too. Does Young Master want to see?”

The fox that had just puffed out its chest: “…?”

Do not push it too far!!

Just to make it exercise and lose weight, they were really willing to come up with any underhanded method.

Tang Rong’s eyes lit up even more, and in his soft, sweet voice was a thick note of anticipation. “I want to see.”

Little fox: “…”

And so, under the gaze of those pale green eyes, the little fox did several backflips in a row.

“Wow!” Tang Rong could not help blurting out in amazement.

The butler gave the nearby attendants a look, and they immediately went to fetch several ropes of a suitable length for the little fox to jump over.

After finishing the flips, the little fox leaped lightly, agilely jumping over the ropes as they swung up and down.

“Xiao Hu-brother is amazing.”

And just like that, amid the little cub’s repeated words of praise, the little fox exercised tirelessly for the entire morning.

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