Allergic To Furry Things But Can Pet Them Mentally – CH63

Chapter 63

A little over ten minutes earlier.

The moment Tang Rong opened the gift box and saw all the many little animal-sized clothes inside, inspiration struck him at once—

He could play house with his family while they were in their little animal forms!

Tang Rong’s gaze instantly landed on the three fluffies stacked together nearby.

All three fluffies immediately felt a gust of sinister wind at their backs.

“I want to play house.” This was the first sentence Tang Rong had said to them since learning the truth and sulking all the way up to now.

“Meowu.”

“Ying ying.”

“Chiu.”

The three little fluffies agreed without a second thought.

As long as it could make the little cub happy and earn his forgiveness, they were willing to do anything.

At once, the three fluffies broke apart from their stacked-up formation and sat in a neat row in front of Tang Rong.

Tang Rong’s gaze, however, fell on the butler standing off to the side.

The butler’s Adam’s apple rolled quickly beneath his shirt collar, and a bad premonition rose in his heart. Even so, he maintained a gentle smile, ready to welcome the coming storm.

A few seconds later, Tang Rong spoke again. “Uncle, I’ve never seen your spirit form.”

The butler knew there was no avoiding what was coming. Leaving behind a single “Please wait a moment,” he turned and went to his own bedroom on the second floor.

In no time at all, a plump little gray chinchilla came bouncing down the stairs one step at a time.

Tang Rong’s eyes lit up even more. He eagerly scooped the little chinchilla into his arms and petted it, curiously touching its little ears and little tail.

[Ding~ Points +20]

Tang Rong didn’t recognize a chinchilla as an animal and asked curiously, “Is Uncle a mouse-mouse?”

The butler immediately explained through the optical brain’s AI voice, “It’s a chinchilla.”

“A kitty?” Tang Rong tilted his little head and glanced at the certain little lion he still mistakenly thought was a kitty.

butler Uncle didn’t look like a kitty at all.

The butler said, “Mm, although it has ‘cat’ in the name, it’s actually a rodent.”

Then he looked up a short informational video about chinchillas for Tang Rong on the optical brain.

Tang Rong nodded slowly, roughly understanding. It was like how on the garbage planet, some flowers and plants had names related to animals, but they weren’t animals—they were plants.

Tang Rong set the chinchilla in his arms back down, reached his little hand into the gift box, and quickly pulled out a black little bow. He clipped it into the fur at the chinchilla’s neck and nodded with satisfaction.

It suited him perfectly.

Little chinchilla butler.

Seeing this, the system praised him in his mind: [Host, you really have a gift for matching things together!]

In just a short amount of time, the system had already become completely immersed in the endless joy of raising a little cub and had totally forgotten that it was originally a fluffy system. It had even secretly mapped out countless bright futures for its little cub host—

He could become an amazing painter. The host was so talented at drawing that if he kept studying, he would definitely achieve quite a lot.

He could become an amazing healer. That was practically a certainty already. After all, his family needed his healing, and he himself also wanted to do something for them—stay with them and heal them.

He could become an amazing designer, in a direction similar to being a painter.

He could become a livestreamer. The host was so good-looking that he would definitely attract lots of fans.

He could even go into business for himself and open a fluffy spirit-form café, using his identity as a healer to earn a little side income and some points.

…

Of course, all of it had one premise: the host had to be happy.

While the system was busy fantasizing about a beautiful future, Tang Rong reached his little hand into the gift box again and took out several pieces of tiny clothing, then dressed the little lion, the little nine-tailed fox, and the little bird one by one.

All the fluffies obediently cooperated. When they needed to lift a paw, they lifted a paw. When they needed to raise their tails, they raised their tails.

The little bird, unlike the four-pawed fluffies, didn’t have many suitable clothes, and since these little outfits had all been made by its own hand, Tang Rong focused most of his attention on the other few fluffies instead.

Especially the little nine-tailed fox—every one of its nine tails got clipped full of all sorts of little accessories.

Later, a certain little snow leopard carrying buns on its back finally came back, immediately drawing all the “firepower” toward itself.

The little snow leopard gathered its courage and padded closer, showing Tang Rong the still-warm pumpkin bun on its back. At the same time, an optical screen appeared above its head.

On the optical screen was the photo of the “no more being mad” card Tang Rong had drawn earlier. The little snow leopard had deliberately saved it in its photo album and could pull it out at any moment.

Tang Rong smelled the faint pumpkin scent in the air. He lifted a hand, untied the bag hanging around the little snow leopard’s neck that held the pumpkin bun, set it aside, and then, in a practiced motion, picked the little snow leopard up into his arms.

The “no more being mad” card on the floating screen shifted position, now facing them, but it still didn’t disappear.

Tang Rong still had the faint smile from playing house with the other fluffies just now on his face, but the little snow leopard’s whole body stiffened, its little tail clamped tightly.

Seeing Tang Rong reach into the gift box again and pull out a pink little dress, the little snow leopard gave an uncertain little “miwu” and lifted its tail, pointing toward the no-more-being-mad card to remind him.

But Tang Rong acted as though he saw nothing. He lowered his head and started putting the little dress on the little snow leopard.

He could choose not to be angry, but punishment was still necessary.

He could happily punish this bunch of fluffies who had hidden things from him for so long.

The little snow leopard was obedient and timid, completely not daring to resist. Very soon, it was dressed in a pink little princess dress, with an even bigger pink bow tied to its tail than before, and two tiny mini bows attached to its ears as well. Little bells hung from the bows, jingling whenever it walked.

The five fluffies, all dressed up in their beautiful little clothes and accessories, sat in a neat row together like exquisite little animal dolls, posed in all sorts of positions by the little cub.

Tang Rong opened his optical brain and took many, many photos of them, then removed every article of clothing and every accessory one by one.

Just as they all let out a sigh of relief together, Tang Rong reached into the gift box again and continued choosing new outfit combinations.

Several pairs of eyes turned toward the little bird, silently asking—

Young miss, exactly how many did you make??

The little bird innocently cocked its tail feathers. To make little brother happy, of course it had to make more. These past few days, it had been working on them day and night without stopping… cough.

Still, seeing how genuinely happy little Rong looked did make all the fluffies feel deeply gratified.

As long as it was something that could make little Rong happy, they were all willing to do it.

…

At last, every single little outfit in the gift box had been tried on once. Tang Rong, thoroughly satisfied, started packing things away and stopped tormenting the fluffies any further.

Thinking of how the little snow leopard had tripped the last time because of the bow on its tail, Tang Rong removed all the little outfits from their bodies and didn’t ask them to keep wearing anything.

They could wear them again next time they played house together.

When the last piece of clothing had been placed back into the box, Tang Rong turned around, looked at the five fluffies sitting obediently by his side, and said in satisfaction, “Okay, you can all change back now.”

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

It was very quiet.

The five fluffies were still five fluffies. None of them had turned back into their human forms.

Just as Tang Rong was beginning to wonder and about to ask something, a dialogue box appeared above the little chinchilla’s head. Using AI voice, it explained, “Clothes don’t change together with a shift between spirit form and human form. If we change back directly, we’ll be in the state of not wearing clothes.”

Only then did Tang Rong belatedly remember that butler Uncle had gone back to his own room to become a little chinchilla. He finally understood why none of them had changed back directly.

Little animals had lots of fur and could go without clothes. Humans didn’t have fur like little animals, so they couldn’t go without clothes. That would be very embarrassing.

“Then go back and change first. Put your clothes on and then come back.”

Even as he said that, he suddenly reached out and picked up the little snow leopard.

“Miwu.” The little snow leopard’s blue eyes were full of pitifulness and unease, and its little tail curled instinctively.

Holding it in his arms, Tang Rong stood up and walked toward the stairs.

This was his house, not Little Han-brother’s house. The little snow leopard didn’t have any place to go to change clothes.

Tang Rong didn’t mind letting the little snow leopard go into his bedroom and, after changing back, wear his clothes.

And he wanted to watch the little snow leopard change back with his own eyes.

In the past, when Tang Rong changed clothes, he never hid from the little snow leopard. Sometimes, the little snow leopard had even stayed with him while he bathed, secretly seeing all of him already.

Now he wanted to look back too.

After looking back, he wanted Little Han-brother to explain everything to him in person, starting from the very first night they met the little snow leopard.

Only after the explanation was finished would he give him clothes.

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